Something Diabolical
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โฑ๏ธ 5:10 duration
๐ ID: 263473
๐ Lyrics
Eventide rise for ritual
With the thrill of a kill vengefully the engine will
Roar forth steer the dead leave forced
Driven by fear shift gears veer towards
The foolishly equipped swift these
Failed bids breathed taillights from the crypt
Reflect upon the way beyond redemption
Let the necronometer beckon for the destined
Blessed when first lent sin then condemned to bear the burden
Of this curse the consequence of which can never be averted
Each tormented attempt that is made in vain
To evade this debt which is certain to be paid
Without question is met with a counterclocked surge
In reverse as if backmasked words of the black mass were
All heard by a clutch engaged
Over trails blazed to the western gates
(Ville Valo)
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side
Something diabolical
Idle hands are bound for the
Damned once sam went down to georgia
Speed was forged of the divine salt
Mined from the vaults of flame by the lost
Named as those sought as fault rests beneath
The wrong that was spawned from the tired screech
Of essence halted engulfed in the scent of exhaustion
A false witness with the sensed end is brought
To bended knees when abandoned belief in
The mephistophelian plea for wicked unleashed sends
Heed to reap grim an infernally decreed
Reposession vested in the fallen called on to retrieve
Meed with the fueled intention of deprived intervention
The thundered calm that comes from the rattle of descension
Numbs the panicked from a havoc that reeks of oil
Barreling down this mortal coil
(Ville Valo)
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side
Something diabolical
(Ville Valo)
Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
To him
To him
To him
With the thrill of a kill vengefully the engine will
Roar forth steer the dead leave forced
Driven by fear shift gears veer towards
The foolishly equipped swift these
Failed bids breathed taillights from the crypt
Reflect upon the way beyond redemption
Let the necronometer beckon for the destined
Blessed when first lent sin then condemned to bear the burden
Of this curse the consequence of which can never be averted
Each tormented attempt that is made in vain
To evade this debt which is certain to be paid
Without question is met with a counterclocked surge
In reverse as if backmasked words of the black mass were
All heard by a clutch engaged
Over trails blazed to the western gates
(Ville Valo)
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side
Something diabolical
Idle hands are bound for the
Damned once sam went down to georgia
Speed was forged of the divine salt
Mined from the vaults of flame by the lost
Named as those sought as fault rests beneath
The wrong that was spawned from the tired screech
Of essence halted engulfed in the scent of exhaustion
A false witness with the sensed end is brought
To bended knees when abandoned belief in
The mephistophelian plea for wicked unleashed sends
Heed to reap grim an infernally decreed
Reposession vested in the fallen called on to retrieve
Meed with the fueled intention of deprived intervention
The thundered calm that comes from the rattle of descension
Numbs the panicked from a havoc that reeks of oil
Barreling down this mortal coil
(Ville Valo)
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side
Something diabolical
(Ville Valo)
Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
Tonight belongs to him
To him
To him
To him
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[01:13.80] Eventide rise for ritual
[01:16.49] With the thrill of a kill vengefully the engine will
[01:19.56] Roar forth steer the dead leave forced
[01:22.06] Driven by fear shift gears veer towards
[01:24.74] The foolishly equipped swift these
[01:27.41] Failed bids breathed taillights from the crypt
[01:30.27] Reflect upon the way beyond redemption
[01:33.11] Let the necronometer beckon for the destined
[01:35.92] Blessed when first lent sin then condemned to bear the burden
[01:38.94] Of this curse the consequence of which can never be averted
[01:41.94] Each tormented attempt that is made in vain
[01:44.11] To evade this debt which is certain to be paid
[01:46.95] Without question is met with a counterclocked surge
[01:49.78] In reverse as if backmasked words of the black mass were
[01:53.23] All heard by a clutch engaged
[01:55.96] Over trails blazed to the western gates
[01:58.65] (Ville Valo)
[01:59.19] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[02:03.32] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[02:08.67] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[02:14.97] Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side
[02:19.66] Something diabolical
[02:23.07]
[02:32.97] Idle hands are bound for the
[02:37.19]
[02:46.40] Damned once sam went down to georgia
[02:49.47] Speed was forged of the divine salt
[02:52.23] Mined from the vaults of flame by the lost
[02:55.00] Named as those sought as fault rests beneath
[02:57.87] The wrong that was spawned from the tired screech
[03:00.55] Of essence halted engulfed in the scent of exhaustion
[03:04.22] A false witness with the sensed end is brought
[03:06.80] To bended knees when abandoned belief in
[03:09.25] The mephistophelian plea for wicked unleashed sends
[03:12.21] Heed to reap grim an infernally decreed
[03:15.07] Reposession vested in the fallen called on to retrieve
[03:17.31] Meed with the fueled intention of deprived intervention
[03:20.56] The thundered calm that comes from the rattle of descension
[03:23.28] Numbs the panicked from a havoc that reeks of oil
[03:26.69] Barreling down this mortal coil
[03:28.97] (Ville Valo)
[03:29.40] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[03:33.73] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[03:39.81] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[03:44.91] Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side
[03:50.48] Something diabolical
[03:51.70] (Ville Valo)
[03:53.76]
[04:15.05] Tonight belongs to him
[04:20.25] Tonight belongs to him
[04:26.05] Tonight belongs to him
[04:31.35] Tonight belongs to him
[04:38.39]
[04:42.58] To him
[04:47.32] To him
[04:49.62]
[04:52.72] To him
[04:59.23]
[01:16.49] With the thrill of a kill vengefully the engine will
[01:19.56] Roar forth steer the dead leave forced
[01:22.06] Driven by fear shift gears veer towards
[01:24.74] The foolishly equipped swift these
[01:27.41] Failed bids breathed taillights from the crypt
[01:30.27] Reflect upon the way beyond redemption
[01:33.11] Let the necronometer beckon for the destined
[01:35.92] Blessed when first lent sin then condemned to bear the burden
[01:38.94] Of this curse the consequence of which can never be averted
[01:41.94] Each tormented attempt that is made in vain
[01:44.11] To evade this debt which is certain to be paid
[01:46.95] Without question is met with a counterclocked surge
[01:49.78] In reverse as if backmasked words of the black mass were
[01:53.23] All heard by a clutch engaged
[01:55.96] Over trails blazed to the western gates
[01:58.65] (Ville Valo)
[01:59.19] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[02:03.32] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[02:08.67] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[02:14.97] Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side
[02:19.66] Something diabolical
[02:23.07]
[02:32.97] Idle hands are bound for the
[02:37.19]
[02:46.40] Damned once sam went down to georgia
[02:49.47] Speed was forged of the divine salt
[02:52.23] Mined from the vaults of flame by the lost
[02:55.00] Named as those sought as fault rests beneath
[02:57.87] The wrong that was spawned from the tired screech
[03:00.55] Of essence halted engulfed in the scent of exhaustion
[03:04.22] A false witness with the sensed end is brought
[03:06.80] To bended knees when abandoned belief in
[03:09.25] The mephistophelian plea for wicked unleashed sends
[03:12.21] Heed to reap grim an infernally decreed
[03:15.07] Reposession vested in the fallen called on to retrieve
[03:17.31] Meed with the fueled intention of deprived intervention
[03:20.56] The thundered calm that comes from the rattle of descension
[03:23.28] Numbs the panicked from a havoc that reeks of oil
[03:26.69] Barreling down this mortal coil
[03:28.97] (Ville Valo)
[03:29.40] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[03:33.73] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[03:39.81] Heaven may be running on empty yet the devil rides
[03:44.91] Hell burns by angel turns her pillow to the cooler side
[03:50.48] Something diabolical
[03:51.70] (Ville Valo)
[03:53.76]
[04:15.05] Tonight belongs to him
[04:20.25] Tonight belongs to him
[04:26.05] Tonight belongs to him
[04:31.35] Tonight belongs to him
[04:38.39]
[04:42.58] To him
[04:47.32] To him
[04:49.62]
[04:52.72] To him
[04:59.23]