歌曲 | No More Me |
歌手 | King Diamond |
专辑 | The Puppet Master |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Diamond, Thompson | |
Why am I strapped to this hospital bed?"First your eyes, then your skinWe will make you feel.. born again.. No More Me my friend" | |
A shiny scalpel is in the | |
Master's hand | |
His Wife has got the jars for | |
Blood, she keeps one near | |
I fear for my life, | |
No More Me | |
I fear there will be | |
No More Me at all | |
Is this goodbye sweet life... | |
Ahhhhh...Scalpel cuts, eyelids drop | |
Into a jar... | |
I'm crying | |
BloodFingers pull my eyeballs out... | |
Scissors snap... | |
I bleed a lot | |
They set my eyes into this | |
Puppet's head | |
And still my eyes can see, | |
I'm looking back.. at myself | |
And what I see is | |
No More Me at all | |
I have no eyes | |
My veins...feel.. like worms | |
Drying in the sun... this takes too long | |
Stripping skin from all my bones | |
Pain too strong...my senses they go numb | |
All of my | |
Blood is now in little jars | |
I should be dead by now, but | |
I am still | |
I am still alive inside my eyes | |
And I see | |
Emerencia throw my carcass in the trash |
zuo ci : Diamond, Thompson | |
Why am I strapped to this hospital bed?" First your eyes, then your skinWe will make you feel.. born again.. No More Me my friend" | |
A shiny scalpel is in the | |
Master' s hand | |
His Wife has got the jars for | |
Blood, she keeps one near | |
I fear for my life, | |
No More Me | |
I fear there will be | |
No More Me at all | |
Is this goodbye sweet life... | |
Ahhhhh... Scalpel cuts, eyelids drop | |
Into a jar... | |
I' m crying | |
BloodFingers pull my eyeballs out... | |
Scissors snap... | |
I bleed a lot | |
They set my eyes into this | |
Puppet' s head | |
And still my eyes can see, | |
I' m looking back.. at myself | |
And what I see is | |
No More Me at all | |
I have no eyes | |
My veins... feel.. like worms | |
Drying in the sun... this takes too long | |
Stripping skin from all my bones | |
Pain too strong... my senses they go numb | |
All of my | |
Blood is now in little jars | |
I should be dead by now, but | |
I am still | |
I am still alive inside my eyes | |
And I see | |
Emerencia throw my carcass in the trash |
zuò cí : Diamond, Thompson | |
Why am I strapped to this hospital bed?" First your eyes, then your skinWe will make you feel.. born again.. No More Me my friend" | |
A shiny scalpel is in the | |
Master' s hand | |
His Wife has got the jars for | |
Blood, she keeps one near | |
I fear for my life, | |
No More Me | |
I fear there will be | |
No More Me at all | |
Is this goodbye sweet life... | |
Ahhhhh... Scalpel cuts, eyelids drop | |
Into a jar... | |
I' m crying | |
BloodFingers pull my eyeballs out... | |
Scissors snap... | |
I bleed a lot | |
They set my eyes into this | |
Puppet' s head | |
And still my eyes can see, | |
I' m looking back.. at myself | |
And what I see is | |
No More Me at all | |
I have no eyes | |
My veins... feel.. like worms | |
Drying in the sun... this takes too long | |
Stripping skin from all my bones | |
Pain too strong... my senses they go numb | |
All of my | |
Blood is now in little jars | |
I should be dead by now, but | |
I am still | |
I am still alive inside my eyes | |
And I see | |
Emerencia throw my carcass in the trash |