歌曲 | Biography Obscene |
歌手 | Tulus |
专辑 | Biography Obscene |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Hilde, Tulus | |
Aurora birth, repulsive, horrid, bloody, | |
Cradle of moss, moist with rain and red. | |
Fog would leave his newborn, naked body, | |
Blood would lead the wolves right to his bed. | |
Formed into a man by mist, by shadows, | |
Castigated by the darkest night. | |
Hungry wild cats, nightowls, vicious crows, | |
All are teachers, bravery and fright. | |
Raised to be the master of the wild, | |
Raised to be the Lord and the Collector. | |
The frightened, shrieking, godforsaken child | |
Became a meld of terror and protector. | |
Gaze into his evil, darkened life, | |
Watch the cruelty, behold his eyes! | |
In his judgment; scandals, filth and strife, | |
In his story; truth and scabrous lies. | |
Light will run for silent, gloomy darkness. | |
In the cold of moonlight all is pale. | |
Man will turn to dust in final chapters. | |
Night will close the horrifying tale. |
zuo qu : Hilde, Tulus | |
Aurora birth, repulsive, horrid, bloody, | |
Cradle of moss, moist with rain and red. | |
Fog would leave his newborn, naked body, | |
Blood would lead the wolves right to his bed. | |
Formed into a man by mist, by shadows, | |
Castigated by the darkest night. | |
Hungry wild cats, nightowls, vicious crows, | |
All are teachers, bravery and fright. | |
Raised to be the master of the wild, | |
Raised to be the Lord and the Collector. | |
The frightened, shrieking, godforsaken child | |
Became a meld of terror and protector. | |
Gaze into his evil, darkened life, | |
Watch the cruelty, behold his eyes! | |
In his judgment scandals, filth and strife, | |
In his story truth and scabrous lies. | |
Light will run for silent, gloomy darkness. | |
In the cold of moonlight all is pale. | |
Man will turn to dust in final chapters. | |
Night will close the horrifying tale. |
zuò qǔ : Hilde, Tulus | |
Aurora birth, repulsive, horrid, bloody, | |
Cradle of moss, moist with rain and red. | |
Fog would leave his newborn, naked body, | |
Blood would lead the wolves right to his bed. | |
Formed into a man by mist, by shadows, | |
Castigated by the darkest night. | |
Hungry wild cats, nightowls, vicious crows, | |
All are teachers, bravery and fright. | |
Raised to be the master of the wild, | |
Raised to be the Lord and the Collector. | |
The frightened, shrieking, godforsaken child | |
Became a meld of terror and protector. | |
Gaze into his evil, darkened life, | |
Watch the cruelty, behold his eyes! | |
In his judgment scandals, filth and strife, | |
In his story truth and scabrous lies. | |
Light will run for silent, gloomy darkness. | |
In the cold of moonlight all is pale. | |
Man will turn to dust in final chapters. | |
Night will close the horrifying tale. |