| Song | Devil's Child |
| Artist | Judas Priest |
| Album | Metal Works |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Downing, Halford, Tipton | |
| Hypnotise me | |
| Mesmerise me | |
| Feel my willpower slip | |
| Light my fire | |
| With cold desire | |
| Losing all my grip | |
| Eat my diamonds | |
| Drinking all my gin | |
| Feast your eyes on | |
| A whole lotta sin | |
| Oh no you're so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you're the devil | |
| I believe you're the devil's child | |
| Took my dreams | |
| And now it's seems you're nothing but a liar | |
| Smash and grab at all I had | |
| Build my funeral pyre | |
| Stop pretendin' | |
| Got me growin' old | |
| Your tormentin's | |
| Fit to snap my soul | |
| Oh no you're so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you're the devil | |
| I believe you're the devil's child | |
| You took my heart | |
| And left it blown to smithereens | |
| I gave my body as a slave | |
| You cut my flesh | |
| And drank my blood that poured in streams | |
| I'm left here broken and ashamed | |
| Goin' under | |
| Hear the thunder | |
| Death defying grace | |
| Your condition breeds ammunition | |
| Shoots me in the face | |
| Vicious talkin' | |
| Stabs me like a knife | |
| Scratched and bruised, so abused | |
| I'm a human sacrifice | |
| Oh no you're so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you're the devil | |
| I believe you're the devil's child |
| zuo ci : Downing, Halford, Tipton | |
| Hypnotise me | |
| Mesmerise me | |
| Feel my willpower slip | |
| Light my fire | |
| With cold desire | |
| Losing all my grip | |
| Eat my diamonds | |
| Drinking all my gin | |
| Feast your eyes on | |
| A whole lotta sin | |
| Oh no you' re so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you' re the devil | |
| I believe you' re the devil' s child | |
| Took my dreams | |
| And now it' s seems you' re nothing but a liar | |
| Smash and grab at all I had | |
| Build my funeral pyre | |
| Stop pretendin' | |
| Got me growin' old | |
| Your tormentin' s | |
| Fit to snap my soul | |
| Oh no you' re so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you' re the devil | |
| I believe you' re the devil' s child | |
| You took my heart | |
| And left it blown to smithereens | |
| I gave my body as a slave | |
| You cut my flesh | |
| And drank my blood that poured in streams | |
| I' m left here broken and ashamed | |
| Goin' under | |
| Hear the thunder | |
| Death defying grace | |
| Your condition breeds ammunition | |
| Shoots me in the face | |
| Vicious talkin' | |
| Stabs me like a knife | |
| Scratched and bruised, so abused | |
| I' m a human sacrifice | |
| Oh no you' re so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you' re the devil | |
| I believe you' re the devil' s child |
| zuò cí : Downing, Halford, Tipton | |
| Hypnotise me | |
| Mesmerise me | |
| Feel my willpower slip | |
| Light my fire | |
| With cold desire | |
| Losing all my grip | |
| Eat my diamonds | |
| Drinking all my gin | |
| Feast your eyes on | |
| A whole lotta sin | |
| Oh no you' re so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you' re the devil | |
| I believe you' re the devil' s child | |
| Took my dreams | |
| And now it' s seems you' re nothing but a liar | |
| Smash and grab at all I had | |
| Build my funeral pyre | |
| Stop pretendin' | |
| Got me growin' old | |
| Your tormentin' s | |
| Fit to snap my soul | |
| Oh no you' re so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you' re the devil | |
| I believe you' re the devil' s child | |
| You took my heart | |
| And left it blown to smithereens | |
| I gave my body as a slave | |
| You cut my flesh | |
| And drank my blood that poured in streams | |
| I' m left here broken and ashamed | |
| Goin' under | |
| Hear the thunder | |
| Death defying grace | |
| Your condition breeds ammunition | |
| Shoots me in the face | |
| Vicious talkin' | |
| Stabs me like a knife | |
| Scratched and bruised, so abused | |
| I' m a human sacrifice | |
| Oh no you' re so damned wicked | |
| You got me by the throat | |
| Oh no gotcha claws stuck in me | |
| You never let me go | |
| I believe you' re the devil | |
| I believe you' re the devil' s child |