歌曲 | Foetus God |
歌手 | Vader |
专辑 | Black to the Blind |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Wiasilewski, Wiwczarak | |
Foetus god descends in silencea bastard deity for us to believeblasphemy of gen collagein backward sombre involution | |
Foetus god abortion of the | |
Diinelatent rape of wet, lewd wombman-made myth to blunt in mindthe vilest offence of five senses | |
Undone miracles never to comeinvalid rise of slave thoughtthe only light its dawn can shedis from burnt wisdom and shimmering greed | |
Thine is not the | |
Kingdomno trace of strength | |
I seeno Mercy to expecta seed of claws upon your lips | |
As pure wit turns into effusionswe, snakes of | |
Truth, ex and devourgods manifested in twisted imagesastrally hunted in shadow and soul | |
Sweet holy shiftless godsend meat | |
I bet you listen to this psalm of me | |
Sweet holy shiftless godsend meat | |
I bet you listen to this psalm of melittle by little, one by onethe thorns become the real crown | |
Thine is not the | |
Kingdomno trace of strength | |
I seeno Mercy to expecta seed of claws upon your lips |
zuo ci : Wiasilewski, Wiwczarak | |
Foetus god descends in silencea bastard deity for us to believeblasphemy of gen collagein backward sombre involution | |
Foetus god abortion of the | |
Diinelatent rape of wet, lewd wombmanmade myth to blunt in mindthe vilest offence of five senses | |
Undone miracles never to comeinvalid rise of slave thoughtthe only light its dawn can shedis from burnt wisdom and shimmering greed | |
Thine is not the | |
Kingdomno trace of strength | |
I seeno Mercy to expecta seed of claws upon your lips | |
As pure wit turns into effusionswe, snakes of | |
Truth, ex and devourgods manifested in twisted imagesastrally hunted in shadow and soul | |
Sweet holy shiftless godsend meat | |
I bet you listen to this psalm of me | |
Sweet holy shiftless godsend meat | |
I bet you listen to this psalm of melittle by little, one by onethe thorns become the real crown | |
Thine is not the | |
Kingdomno trace of strength | |
I seeno Mercy to expecta seed of claws upon your lips |
zuò cí : Wiasilewski, Wiwczarak | |
Foetus god descends in silencea bastard deity for us to believeblasphemy of gen collagein backward sombre involution | |
Foetus god abortion of the | |
Diinelatent rape of wet, lewd wombmanmade myth to blunt in mindthe vilest offence of five senses | |
Undone miracles never to comeinvalid rise of slave thoughtthe only light its dawn can shedis from burnt wisdom and shimmering greed | |
Thine is not the | |
Kingdomno trace of strength | |
I seeno Mercy to expecta seed of claws upon your lips | |
As pure wit turns into effusionswe, snakes of | |
Truth, ex and devourgods manifested in twisted imagesastrally hunted in shadow and soul | |
Sweet holy shiftless godsend meat | |
I bet you listen to this psalm of me | |
Sweet holy shiftless godsend meat | |
I bet you listen to this psalm of melittle by little, one by onethe thorns become the real crown | |
Thine is not the | |
Kingdomno trace of strength | |
I seeno Mercy to expecta seed of claws upon your lips |