| Song | Vanish Away |
| Artist | Dew-Scented |
| Album | Incinerate [Bonus CD] |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bache, Dew-Scented, Jensen ... | |
| This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
| I?m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
| Incarceration?s overcome, but liberation takes it?s toll. | |
| One last moment of dispute; Confront me ? release me from the agony. | |
| Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you?ll pay. | |
| Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind. You?ll stand no chance in the end. | |
| To my relief, all dependence soon becomes eternal guilt set to deny you. | |
| All-out derogation in substantial final shape, independence for the mind. | |
| I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... | |
| Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
| Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
| [Lead: Bache] | |
| Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
| Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
| Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you?ll pay. | |
| Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind: stand no chance in the end. | |
| [Lead: Mueller] | |
| This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
| I?m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
| Incarceration?s overcome, but liberation took it?s toll. | |
| One last moment of dispute: Confront me, release me from the agony. | |
| I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... |
| zuo qu : Bache, DewScented, Jensen ... | |
| This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
| I? m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
| Incarceration? s overcome, but liberation takes it? s toll. | |
| One last moment of dispute Confront me nbsp? release me from the agony. | |
| Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you? ll pay. | |
| Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind. You? ll stand no chance in the end. | |
| To my relief, all dependence soon becomes eternal guilt set to deny you. | |
| Allout derogation in substantial final shape, independence for the mind. | |
| I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... | |
| Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
| Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
| Lead: Bache | |
| Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
| Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
| Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you? ll pay. | |
| Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind: stand no chance in the end. | |
| Lead: Mueller | |
| This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
| I? m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
| Incarceration? s overcome, but liberation took it? s toll. | |
| One last moment of dispute: Confront me, release me from the agony. | |
| I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... |
| zuò qǔ : Bache, DewScented, Jensen ... | |
| This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
| I? m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
| Incarceration? s overcome, but liberation takes it? s toll. | |
| One last moment of dispute Confront me nbsp? release me from the agony. | |
| Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you? ll pay. | |
| Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind. You? ll stand no chance in the end. | |
| To my relief, all dependence soon becomes eternal guilt set to deny you. | |
| Allout derogation in substantial final shape, independence for the mind. | |
| I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... | |
| Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
| Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
| Lead: Bache | |
| Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand! | |
| Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear! | |
| Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you? ll pay. | |
| Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind: stand no chance in the end. | |
| Lead: Mueller | |
| This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course. | |
| I? m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding. | |
| Incarceration? s overcome, but liberation took it? s toll. | |
| One last moment of dispute: Confront me, release me from the agony. | |
| I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse... |