歌曲 | The Mask of the Satyr |
歌手 | Ulcerate |
专辑 | Of Fracture and Failure |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Read, Ulcerate | |
Cut away and start again | |
Cross out these serpentine eyes | |
Milk them for all they're worth | |
Shatter the white with jane doe hammers | |
Slay the beast with three billion heads | |
Through noise and movement, filth is revealed | |
I can smell the decaying musk | |
Stale breath reeks of lust and violence | |
And shaking hands reveal the rest | |
For I am nausea | |
From you to me | |
A new slate is needed for this cannot be cleaned | |
Insight crawls, drunk and bruised | |
Deep within the leaden grey | |
But majority rules with iron fist | |
So swallow the blood and cover the face | |
To turn the other cheek | |
Or cut it open and rip out the tongue | |
For now and for this | |
Forgiveness is rot | |
I'd trade it all for a chance to mend | |
To kill, to cleanse, to purge, to end | |
Loathing saturates, sour and foul | |
Only to be eclipsed by the sorrow | |
To cut away those close and near | |
Pull back the hammer and let it swing | |
Let it swing |
zuo qu : Read, Ulcerate | |
Cut away and start again | |
Cross out these serpentine eyes | |
Milk them for all they' re worth | |
Shatter the white with jane doe hammers | |
Slay the beast with three billion heads | |
Through noise and movement, filth is revealed | |
I can smell the decaying musk | |
Stale breath reeks of lust and violence | |
And shaking hands reveal the rest | |
For I am nausea | |
From you to me | |
A new slate is needed for this cannot be cleaned | |
Insight crawls, drunk and bruised | |
Deep within the leaden grey | |
But majority rules with iron fist | |
So swallow the blood and cover the face | |
To turn the other cheek | |
Or cut it open and rip out the tongue | |
For now and for this | |
Forgiveness is rot | |
I' d trade it all for a chance to mend | |
To kill, to cleanse, to purge, to end | |
Loathing saturates, sour and foul | |
Only to be eclipsed by the sorrow | |
To cut away those close and near | |
Pull back the hammer and let it swing | |
Let it swing |
zuò qǔ : Read, Ulcerate | |
Cut away and start again | |
Cross out these serpentine eyes | |
Milk them for all they' re worth | |
Shatter the white with jane doe hammers | |
Slay the beast with three billion heads | |
Through noise and movement, filth is revealed | |
I can smell the decaying musk | |
Stale breath reeks of lust and violence | |
And shaking hands reveal the rest | |
For I am nausea | |
From you to me | |
A new slate is needed for this cannot be cleaned | |
Insight crawls, drunk and bruised | |
Deep within the leaden grey | |
But majority rules with iron fist | |
So swallow the blood and cover the face | |
To turn the other cheek | |
Or cut it open and rip out the tongue | |
For now and for this | |
Forgiveness is rot | |
I' d trade it all for a chance to mend | |
To kill, to cleanse, to purge, to end | |
Loathing saturates, sour and foul | |
Only to be eclipsed by the sorrow | |
To cut away those close and near | |
Pull back the hammer and let it swing | |
Let it swing |