Man-Erg

Man-Erg 歌词

歌曲 Man-Erg
歌手 Van Der Graaf Generator
专辑 Real Time [live]
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作词 : Hammill
( Hammill )
The killer lives inside me: yes,
I can feel him move.
Sometimes he's lightly sleeping in the quiet of his room but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine; he'll speak my words and slice my mind inside...
Yes the killer lives.
The angels live inside me:
I can feel them smile.
Their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind;
And their love can heal the wounds that
I have wrought,
They watch me as
I go to fall - well,
I know I shall be caught
While the angels live.
How can I be free?
How can I get help?
Am I really me?
Am I someone else?
But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytes of gloom and
Death's Head throws his cloak into the corner of my room and
I am doomed
But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth and solemn, waiting old man in the gables of the roof - he tells me truth...
I, too, live inside me and very often don't know who
I am; I know
I'm not a hero - well,
I hope that
I'm not damned.
I'm just a man and killers, angels, all are these:
Dictators, saviours, refugees in war and peace as long as man lives...
I'm just a man and killers, angels, all are these:
Dictators,
Saviours,
Refugees.
zuo ci : Hammill
Hammill
The killer lives inside me: yes,
I can feel him move.
Sometimes he' s lightly sleeping in the quiet of his room but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine he' ll speak my words and slice my mind inside...
Yes the killer lives.
The angels live inside me:
I can feel them smile.
Their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind
And their love can heal the wounds that
I have wrought,
They watch me as
I go to fall well,
I know I shall be caught
While the angels live.
How can I be free?
How can I get help?
Am I really me?
Am I someone else?
But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytes of gloom and
Death' s Head throws his cloak into the corner of my room and
I am doomed
But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth and solemn, waiting old man in the gables of the roof he tells me truth...
I, too, live inside me and very often don' t know who
I am I know
I' m not a hero well,
I hope that
I' m not damned.
I' m just a man and killers, angels, all are these:
Dictators, saviours, refugees in war and peace as long as man lives...
I' m just a man and killers, angels, all are these:
Dictators,
Saviours,
Refugees.
zuò cí : Hammill
Hammill
The killer lives inside me: yes,
I can feel him move.
Sometimes he' s lightly sleeping in the quiet of his room but then his eyes will rise and stare through mine he' ll speak my words and slice my mind inside...
Yes the killer lives.
The angels live inside me:
I can feel them smile.
Their presence strokes and soothes the tempest in my mind
And their love can heal the wounds that
I have wrought,
They watch me as
I go to fall well,
I know I shall be caught
While the angels live.
How can I be free?
How can I get help?
Am I really me?
Am I someone else?
But stalking in my cloisters hang the acolytes of gloom and
Death' s Head throws his cloak into the corner of my room and
I am doomed
But laughing in my courtyard play the pranksters of my youth and solemn, waiting old man in the gables of the roof he tells me truth...
I, too, live inside me and very often don' t know who
I am I know
I' m not a hero well,
I hope that
I' m not damned.
I' m just a man and killers, angels, all are these:
Dictators, saviours, refugees in war and peace as long as man lives...
I' m just a man and killers, angels, all are these:
Dictators,
Saviours,
Refugees.
Man-Erg 歌词
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