Stop the Bleeding - Wolves At The Gate

Stop the Bleeding - Wolves At The Gate

Год
2022
Язык
`English`
Длительность
228000

Below is the lyrics of the song Stop the Bleeding , artist - Wolves At The Gate with translation

Lyrics " Stop the Bleeding "

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Stop the Bleeding

Wolves At The Gate

(All we do is fight, fight, fight!

And there’s nothing to stop all the bleeding, all the bleeding

Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing?)

Stop the bleeding!

I felt your hands as they threated to save

But when the pressure comes all you do is enslave

I see the pressure coming down, I feel the tension rolling on

Open the wounds that you came to cure

Open my wounds and steal the love out of my heart

All we do is fight, fight, fight!

And there’s nothing to stop all the bleeding

Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing?

Stop the bleeding!

I felt your teeth as it’s breaking my skin

And as your jaws sink in, I feel my life wearing thin

I see the pressure coming down, I feel the tension rolling on

Open my wounds as you steal the light from my eyes!

Now as you’re soaking in our blood, tell me, where is your cure?

All we do is fight, fight, fight!

And there’s nothing to stop all the bleeding

Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing?

We’re bowing to crowns made of gold, blind to the one made of thorns

Still we’ve got to hold the line when there’s nothing to stop all the bleeding

Stop the bleeding!

We’ve felt your calloused hands, they’re threating to save

But when the pressure comes

You enslave!

Now as you’re soaking in our blood, pouring your salt on our open wounds

Tell me, where is your cure?

Can we even fight this fight when there’s nothing to stop all the bleeding?

Following a crown of gold, we will never come close to the healing

All we do is fight, fight, fight!

And there’s nothing to stop all the bleeding

Will we ever strike the heart of the cancer that cuts off our breathing?

We’re bowing to crowns made of gold, blind to the one made of thorns

Still we’ve got to hold the line when there’s nothing to stop all the bleeding

Stop the bleeding!

You’re not my cure!

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