歌曲 | Angelskingarden |
歌手 | Cryptopsy |
专辑 | Once Was Not |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Cryptopsy, Levasseur ... | |
Angelskingarden | |
Touched by Jeqon | |
The inciter | |
Well-rounded womanflesh | |
Doth tempt | |
The angels of the watch | |
To sin | |
And their sons are | |
Nephilim | |
Thrice blessed are we in his garden | |
We have the world, our health, our kin: | |
As we ?go forth and multiply? | |
We take form each other's skin | |
Endogamy: the choice of millions | |
In (all their) elemental ugliness: | |
In the echoes of repetition | |
Imperfection sires itself | |
Nothing in life | |
Has any business being perfect: | |
It's an affront | |
To anyone with good taste | |
Choice is divine | |
So choose family over strangers: | |
Why trouble the waters | |
Of the gene pool for a mate? | |
Carbon Vessel | |
Carbon content | |
Carbon copy | |
...Carbonize... | |
Like a lump between two surgeons | |
Man quivers 'twixt desire and need: | |
The law is the will, and we've chosen | |
The kingdom of which we would be | |
In filial sect | |
We are genesis incarnate: | |
In our faces | |
We see manifest destiny | |
(and) leave nothing alive | |
With thoughts of heaven come deeds of flesh: | |
We'd look once more upon his holy visage | |
And our children whom we've known and wed | |
(are) our means to recreate his image | |
In lurking fear of his displeasure | |
After dark, between their cries | |
In the eye of the beholder: | |
This is where beauty dies |
zuo ci : Cryptopsy, Levasseur ... | |
Angelskingarden | |
Touched by Jeqon | |
The inciter | |
Wellrounded womanflesh | |
Doth tempt | |
The angels of the watch | |
To sin | |
And their sons are | |
Nephilim | |
Thrice blessed are we in his garden | |
We have the world, our health, our kin: | |
As we ? go forth and multiply? | |
We take form each other' s skin | |
Endogamy: the choice of millions | |
In all their elemental ugliness: | |
In the echoes of repetition | |
Imperfection sires itself | |
Nothing in life | |
Has any business being perfect: | |
It' s an affront | |
To anyone with good taste | |
Choice is divine | |
So choose family over strangers: | |
Why trouble the waters | |
Of the gene pool for a mate? | |
Carbon Vessel | |
Carbon content | |
Carbon copy | |
... Carbonize... | |
Like a lump between two surgeons | |
Man quivers ' twixt desire and need: | |
The law is the will, and we' ve chosen | |
The kingdom of which we would be | |
In filial sect | |
We are genesis incarnate: | |
In our faces | |
We see manifest destiny | |
and leave nothing alive | |
With thoughts of heaven come deeds of flesh: | |
We' d look once more upon his holy visage | |
And our children whom we' ve known and wed | |
are our means to recreate his image | |
In lurking fear of his displeasure | |
After dark, between their cries | |
In the eye of the beholder: | |
This is where beauty dies |
zuò cí : Cryptopsy, Levasseur ... | |
Angelskingarden | |
Touched by Jeqon | |
The inciter | |
Wellrounded womanflesh | |
Doth tempt | |
The angels of the watch | |
To sin | |
And their sons are | |
Nephilim | |
Thrice blessed are we in his garden | |
We have the world, our health, our kin: | |
As we ? go forth and multiply? | |
We take form each other' s skin | |
Endogamy: the choice of millions | |
In all their elemental ugliness: | |
In the echoes of repetition | |
Imperfection sires itself | |
Nothing in life | |
Has any business being perfect: | |
It' s an affront | |
To anyone with good taste | |
Choice is divine | |
So choose family over strangers: | |
Why trouble the waters | |
Of the gene pool for a mate? | |
Carbon Vessel | |
Carbon content | |
Carbon copy | |
... Carbonize... | |
Like a lump between two surgeons | |
Man quivers ' twixt desire and need: | |
The law is the will, and we' ve chosen | |
The kingdom of which we would be | |
In filial sect | |
We are genesis incarnate: | |
In our faces | |
We see manifest destiny | |
and leave nothing alive | |
With thoughts of heaven come deeds of flesh: | |
We' d look once more upon his holy visage | |
And our children whom we' ve known and wed | |
are our means to recreate his image | |
In lurking fear of his displeasure | |
After dark, between their cries | |
In the eye of the beholder: | |
This is where beauty dies |