كلمات Nails

All hopes disappear before my eyes The days, they are here when worlds collide It's true A time for dying, oh, the tides will turn Now bury the past, it all will burn It's now true Rest my head on a bed made of nails Waste away in this rotting shell Lacerate, strike down, torment The world is cold, my blood is shed My blood is shed Oh, my blood is shed The fight, it is mine and mine alone I carry the torch, it's taken hold again in me Rest my head on a bed made of nails Waste away in this rotting shell Lacerate, strike down, torment The world is cold, my blood is shed My blood is shed My blood is shed Rest my head on a bed made of nails Waste away in this rotting shell Lacerate, strike down, torment The world is cold, my blood is shed My blood is shed My blood is shed