歌曲 | God Machine |
歌手 | Acid Bath |
专辑 | When The Kite String Pops |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Duet, Kyle, Pitre, Riggs ... | |
Strapped into the chair the needle now descends | |
As they lick their cracking lips their twitching never ends | |
Blood beneath their fingernails, swallow all my pain | |
Dirty needles break the skin now suck hard as | |
I drainSunken eye, a twisted spine a whiter shade of pale | |
Rockabilly man come to pound the coffin nails | |
Inject my stomach full of cockroach eggs | |
Their machine is coming carried on a million legs | |
Walking in the sleep of reason | |
Winter is the forever season | |
Lick thy mother's bleeding lips> | |
From this glass of hate we sip | |
**** the glass we pump the keg | |
Kill conception at the egg | |
Her chin is wet with someone's hate | |
Love, disfigure, amputate | |
Can you remember how it felt to be alive? | |
Your god machine is cold and dead your eyes they cannot cry | |
**** your deities of dying love | |
We have shot them down from the skies above | |
Screaming convulsing my eyes are bleeding | |
Be silent now and take you beating | |
I wonder how long you would live | |
With a bullet in your gut | |
I wonder how much shit you'd talk | |
If your throat was cut | |
I wonder that you'd sound like begging me | |
To let you breath | |
I wonder how much pain it would take | |
To make you all believe |
zuo ci : Duet, Kyle, Pitre, Riggs ... | |
Strapped into the chair the needle now descends | |
As they lick their cracking lips their twitching never ends | |
Blood beneath their fingernails, swallow all my pain | |
Dirty needles break the skin now suck hard as | |
I drainSunken eye, a twisted spine a whiter shade of pale | |
Rockabilly man come to pound the coffin nails | |
Inject my stomach full of cockroach eggs | |
Their machine is coming carried on a million legs | |
Walking in the sleep of reason | |
Winter is the forever season | |
Lick thy mother' s bleeding lips | |
From this glass of hate we sip | |
the glass we pump the keg | |
Kill conception at the egg | |
Her chin is wet with someone' s hate | |
Love, disfigure, amputate | |
Can you remember how it felt to be alive? | |
Your god machine is cold and dead your eyes they cannot cry | |
your deities of dying love | |
We have shot them down from the skies above | |
Screaming convulsing my eyes are bleeding | |
Be silent now and take you beating | |
I wonder how long you would live | |
With a bullet in your gut | |
I wonder how much shit you' d talk | |
If your throat was cut | |
I wonder that you' d sound like begging me | |
To let you breath | |
I wonder how much pain it would take | |
To make you all believe |
zuò cí : Duet, Kyle, Pitre, Riggs ... | |
Strapped into the chair the needle now descends | |
As they lick their cracking lips their twitching never ends | |
Blood beneath their fingernails, swallow all my pain | |
Dirty needles break the skin now suck hard as | |
I drainSunken eye, a twisted spine a whiter shade of pale | |
Rockabilly man come to pound the coffin nails | |
Inject my stomach full of cockroach eggs | |
Their machine is coming carried on a million legs | |
Walking in the sleep of reason | |
Winter is the forever season | |
Lick thy mother' s bleeding lips | |
From this glass of hate we sip | |
the glass we pump the keg | |
Kill conception at the egg | |
Her chin is wet with someone' s hate | |
Love, disfigure, amputate | |
Can you remember how it felt to be alive? | |
Your god machine is cold and dead your eyes they cannot cry | |
your deities of dying love | |
We have shot them down from the skies above | |
Screaming convulsing my eyes are bleeding | |
Be silent now and take you beating | |
I wonder how long you would live | |
With a bullet in your gut | |
I wonder how much shit you' d talk | |
If your throat was cut | |
I wonder that you' d sound like begging me | |
To let you breath | |
I wonder how much pain it would take | |
To make you all believe |