歌曲 | Requiem for the Masses |
歌手 | The Association |
专辑 | Insight Out |
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[00:00.00] | 作词 : Kirkman |
[00:10.01][03:06.45] | Requiem Aeternum Requiem Aeternum |
[00:22.82][01:55.34] | Momma momma forget your pies |
[00:26.43][01:59.25] | Have faith they won't get cold |
[00:30.62][02:03.22] | And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky |
[00:34.91][02:07.45] | Your flag is flying full at half-mast |
[00:41.17][02:13.87] | For the matadors who turned their backs to please the crowd |
[00:47.54][02:19.69] | And all fell before the bull |
[01:00.17] | Red was the color of his blood flowing thin |
[01:04.04] | Pallid white was the color of his lifeless skin |
[01:08.32] | Blue was the color of the morning sky |
[01:12.38] | He saw looking up from the ground where he died |
[01:17.00] | It was the last thing that was seen by him |
[01:25.46] | Kyrie Eleison |
[02:32.23] | Black and white were the figures that recorded him |
[02:36.27] | Black and white was the newsprint he was mentioned in |
[02:40.33] | Black and white was the question that so bothered him |
[02:44.44] | He never asked he was taught not to ask |
[02:48.83] | But was on his lips as they buried him |
[02:57.87] | Rex Tremendae Majestatis |
ti: Requiem for the Masses | |
ar: The Association | |
al: Insight Out | |
offset: 100 | |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Kirkman |
[00:10.01][03:06.45] | Requiem Aeternum Requiem Aeternum |
[00:22.82][01:55.34] | Momma momma forget your pies |
[00:26.43][01:59.25] | Have faith they won' t get cold |
[00:30.62][02:03.22] | And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky |
[00:34.91][02:07.45] | Your flag is flying full at halfmast |
[00:41.17][02:13.87] | For the matadors who turned their backs to please the crowd |
[00:47.54][02:19.69] | And all fell before the bull |
[01:00.17] | Red was the color of his blood flowing thin |
[01:04.04] | Pallid white was the color of his lifeless skin |
[01:08.32] | Blue was the color of the morning sky |
[01:12.38] | He saw looking up from the ground where he died |
[01:17.00] | It was the last thing that was seen by him |
[01:25.46] | Kyrie Eleison |
[02:32.23] | Black and white were the figures that recorded him |
[02:36.27] | Black and white was the newsprint he was mentioned in |
[02:40.33] | Black and white was the question that so bothered him |
[02:44.44] | He never asked he was taught not to ask |
[02:48.83] | But was on his lips as they buried him |
[02:57.87] | Rex Tremendae Majestatis |
ti: Requiem for the Masses | |
ar: The Association | |
al: Insight Out | |
offset: 100 | |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Kirkman |
[00:10.01][03:06.45] | Requiem Aeternum Requiem Aeternum |
[00:22.82][01:55.34] | Momma momma forget your pies |
[00:26.43][01:59.25] | Have faith they won' t get cold |
[00:30.62][02:03.22] | And turn your eyes to the bloodshot sky |
[00:34.91][02:07.45] | Your flag is flying full at halfmast |
[00:41.17][02:13.87] | For the matadors who turned their backs to please the crowd |
[00:47.54][02:19.69] | And all fell before the bull |
[01:00.17] | Red was the color of his blood flowing thin |
[01:04.04] | Pallid white was the color of his lifeless skin |
[01:08.32] | Blue was the color of the morning sky |
[01:12.38] | He saw looking up from the ground where he died |
[01:17.00] | It was the last thing that was seen by him |
[01:25.46] | Kyrie Eleison |
[02:32.23] | Black and white were the figures that recorded him |
[02:36.27] | Black and white was the newsprint he was mentioned in |
[02:40.33] | Black and white was the question that so bothered him |
[02:44.44] | He never asked he was taught not to ask |
[02:48.83] | But was on his lips as they buried him |
[02:57.87] | Rex Tremendae Majestatis |