The Trauma Coil 歌词

	作曲 : Faith and the Muse
	Another night down on the catherine wheel
	Drawn into a corner
	A symphony of resounding shrieks in my head
	I court a sure, sudden death
	But give no quarter
	A paper soul tears the heart from the mind
	Searing is the morning, a tenement of lights
	Lost inside the attic
	On the floor again with a head full of rain
	Wander with the shadows of shelter and smiles
	Bleeding in a stairwell
	Fever-staggered steps and a mouth so dry
	Three liquid words collapse
	Blind and chasing sirens
	Five years of night time and a heart made of tin
	Allow your sympathies the length of a table
	I recognize no brother
	Lash out at their smiles and walk in through their eyes
	As my knowledge, does the knowing
	Split my being from past days
	In decision, in departing
	In the severance of old ways
	With precision, in my silence
	I perceive the bitter still
	Imposition, these young calling
	Withered kisses, or the kill?
	Together we stand
	We stand so still
	Indifference, hollow laughter
	Bathes the walls of this lost home
	So futile, all attempts
	Affectations, long to roam
	Ever spinning, vile actress
	Answered blindly to the call
	The price, child yet again we sit
	And watch our private rome fall
	I am not well
	No, not well at all

	zuo qu : Faith and the Muse
	Another night down on the catherine wheel
	Drawn into a corner
	A symphony of resounding shrieks in my head
	I court a sure, sudden death
	But give no quarter
	A paper soul tears the heart from the mind
	Searing is the morning, a tenement of lights
	Lost inside the attic
	On the floor again with a head full of rain
	Wander with the shadows of shelter and smiles
	Bleeding in a stairwell
	Feverstaggered steps and a mouth so dry
	Three liquid words collapse
	Blind and chasing sirens
	Five years of night time and a heart made of tin
	Allow your sympathies the length of a table
	I recognize no brother
	Lash out at their smiles and walk in through their eyes
	As my knowledge, does the knowing
	Split my being from past days
	In decision, in departing
	In the severance of old ways
	With precision, in my silence
	I perceive the bitter still
	Imposition, these young calling
	Withered kisses, or the kill?
	Together we stand
	We stand so still
	Indifference, hollow laughter
	Bathes the walls of this lost home
	So futile, all attempts
	Affectations, long to roam
	Ever spinning, vile actress
	Answered blindly to the call
	The price, child yet again we sit
	And watch our private rome fall
	I am not well
	No, not well at all

	zuò qǔ : Faith and the Muse
	Another night down on the catherine wheel
	Drawn into a corner
	A symphony of resounding shrieks in my head
	I court a sure, sudden death
	But give no quarter
	A paper soul tears the heart from the mind
	Searing is the morning, a tenement of lights
	Lost inside the attic
	On the floor again with a head full of rain
	Wander with the shadows of shelter and smiles
	Bleeding in a stairwell
	Feverstaggered steps and a mouth so dry
	Three liquid words collapse
	Blind and chasing sirens
	Five years of night time and a heart made of tin
	Allow your sympathies the length of a table
	I recognize no brother
	Lash out at their smiles and walk in through their eyes
	As my knowledge, does the knowing
	Split my being from past days
	In decision, in departing
	In the severance of old ways
	With precision, in my silence
	I perceive the bitter still
	Imposition, these young calling
	Withered kisses, or the kill?
	Together we stand
	We stand so still
	Indifference, hollow laughter
	Bathes the walls of this lost home
	So futile, all attempts
	Affectations, long to roam
	Ever spinning, vile actress
	Answered blindly to the call
	The price, child yet again we sit
	And watch our private rome fall
	I am not well
	No, not well at all

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