歌曲 | Caged Wrath |
歌手 | Aura Noir |
专辑 | Black Thrash Attack |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Aggressor, Aura Noir | |
What erased this scenery | |
So that I could fancy ridicule over pity | |
And enrace whatever mocked the sky | |
Two hands made these hearts | |
That trembles before me | |
My loss of grace (Their earthly figure with it's marbled face) | |
I link the two | |
In my heretic poetry | |
Rain falls silently | |
I am the portal | |
A layer of dust | |
A burdened insect that betrayed their lust | |
I licked their wishes in reverie | |
And soaked their crystal trust | |
What screamed so annoyingly | |
That made you rush through these (strangely) coherent purgatories | |
Gloves and masks are these eyes to stare so awfully | |
At my malignant heresy | |
A rat conducted the angels, to sing hysterically, songs that whipped their wings and opened walls of gloss | |
Rain falls abruptly |
zuo qu : Aggressor, Aura Noir | |
What erased this scenery | |
So that I could fancy ridicule over pity | |
And enrace whatever mocked the sky | |
Two hands made these hearts | |
That trembles before me | |
My loss of grace Their earthly figure with it' s marbled face | |
I link the two | |
In my heretic poetry | |
Rain falls silently | |
I am the portal | |
A layer of dust | |
A burdened insect that betrayed their lust | |
I licked their wishes in reverie | |
And soaked their crystal trust | |
What screamed so annoyingly | |
That made you rush through these strangely coherent purgatories | |
Gloves and masks are these eyes to stare so awfully | |
At my malignant heresy | |
A rat conducted the angels, to sing hysterically, songs that whipped their wings and opened walls of gloss | |
Rain falls abruptly |
zuò qǔ : Aggressor, Aura Noir | |
What erased this scenery | |
So that I could fancy ridicule over pity | |
And enrace whatever mocked the sky | |
Two hands made these hearts | |
That trembles before me | |
My loss of grace Their earthly figure with it' s marbled face | |
I link the two | |
In my heretic poetry | |
Rain falls silently | |
I am the portal | |
A layer of dust | |
A burdened insect that betrayed their lust | |
I licked their wishes in reverie | |
And soaked their crystal trust | |
What screamed so annoyingly | |
That made you rush through these strangely coherent purgatories | |
Gloves and masks are these eyes to stare so awfully | |
At my malignant heresy | |
A rat conducted the angels, to sing hysterically, songs that whipped their wings and opened walls of gloss | |
Rain falls abruptly |