歌曲 | Venus Blue |
歌手 | Acid Bath |
专辑 | Paegan Terrorism Tactics |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Acid Bath | |
Creeping like frost | |
As slow as grave moss | |
Like drowning in dryoceans of bone dust | |
I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places | |
As everything is eaten by another | |
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I peel back my skull for you | |
I weptSlow desolation like a funeral procession | |
The lovely one screams like she's caught between stations | |
Yes I doI eat the razor, a mouthful of | |
God's flesh | |
Sweating this blackness, | |
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
I am shitting this cold death | |
As everything is eaten by another | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I peel back my skull for you | |
I weptDEAD | |
VENUS BLUE | |
Yes I doCrumbling in | |
God's sunshine | |
I am dying all the time | |
Love is rotting on the vine | |
Point me at the sky... sky | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
DEAD VENUS | |
BLUEYes I do | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
Yes I doDE | |
AD VENUS B | |
LUEI taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places |
zuo ci : Acid Bath | |
Creeping like frost | |
As slow as grave moss | |
Like drowning in dryoceans of bone dust | |
I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places | |
As everything is eaten by another | |
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I peel back my skull for you | |
I weptSlow desolation like a funeral procession | |
The lovely one screams like she' s caught between stations | |
Yes I doI eat the razor, a mouthful of | |
God' s flesh | |
Sweating this blackness, | |
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
I am shitting this cold death | |
As everything is eaten by another | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I peel back my skull for you | |
I weptDEAD | |
VENUS BLUE | |
Yes I doCrumbling in | |
God' s sunshine | |
I am dying all the time | |
Love is rotting on the vine | |
Point me at the sky... sky | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
DEAD VENUS | |
BLUEYes I do | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
Yes I doDE | |
AD VENUS B | |
LUEI taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places |
zuò cí : Acid Bath | |
Creeping like frost | |
As slow as grave moss | |
Like drowning in dryoceans of bone dust | |
I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places | |
As everything is eaten by another | |
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I peel back my skull for you | |
I weptSlow desolation like a funeral procession | |
The lovely one screams like she' s caught between stations | |
Yes I doI eat the razor, a mouthful of | |
God' s flesh | |
Sweating this blackness, | |
I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
I am shitting this cold death | |
As everything is eaten by another | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I peel back my skull for you | |
I weptDEAD | |
VENUS BLUE | |
Yes I doCrumbling in | |
God' s sunshine | |
I am dying all the time | |
Love is rotting on the vine | |
Point me at the sky... sky | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
DEAD VENUS | |
BLUEYes I do | |
How much more must we bleed her | |
I cut their throats while they slept | |
I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
Yes I doDE | |
AD VENUS B | |
LUEI taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
I know the pale thing in the darkest of places |