歌曲 | Salt of Stones |
歌手 | I:Scintilla |
专辑 | Optics |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Bindrim, Cookas | |
Senseless steps taken blindly in agony | |
Grasping for something for air for purity | |
Words just hanging there like a hook missing bait | |
I have no pigment to define this shape | |
The notes of decay | |
Learned from the mouth of violence | |
I sang them everyday | |
Till I became a silence | |
I say that I am okay | |
Cut edges and pretend | |
That I have a heart that I can mend | |
The hands that used to be a part of me | |
Were tortured by my demon's destructive needs | |
From pieces of ruin I will deploy | |
I'll construct a pretty temple to destroy |
zuo qu : Bindrim, Cookas | |
Senseless steps taken blindly in agony | |
Grasping for something for air for purity | |
Words just hanging there like a hook missing bait | |
I have no pigment to define this shape | |
The notes of decay | |
Learned from the mouth of violence | |
I sang them everyday | |
Till I became a silence | |
I say that I am okay | |
Cut edges and pretend | |
That I have a heart that I can mend | |
The hands that used to be a part of me | |
Were tortured by my demon' s destructive needs | |
From pieces of ruin I will deploy | |
I' ll construct a pretty temple to destroy |
zuò qǔ : Bindrim, Cookas | |
Senseless steps taken blindly in agony | |
Grasping for something for air for purity | |
Words just hanging there like a hook missing bait | |
I have no pigment to define this shape | |
The notes of decay | |
Learned from the mouth of violence | |
I sang them everyday | |
Till I became a silence | |
I say that I am okay | |
Cut edges and pretend | |
That I have a heart that I can mend | |
The hands that used to be a part of me | |
Were tortured by my demon' s destructive needs | |
From pieces of ruin I will deploy | |
I' ll construct a pretty temple to destroy |