歌曲 | Lord Abortion |
歌手 | Cradle of Filth |
专辑 | Lovecraft & Witch Hearts |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Cradle of Filth, Dani |
[01:06.00] | I was born with a birthmark of cinders |
[01:09.81] | Debris cast from the stars and mother |
[01:13.62] | A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters |
[01:18.50] | Of life that ran slick from the stab wounds in her |
[01:24.06] | Dub me lord abortion, the living dead |
[01:26.12] | The bone saw on the backseat |
[01:28.25] | On this bitter night of giving head |
[01:30.25] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
[01:33.18] | Lump in the throat, on my come choke |
[01:36.37] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
[01:39.00] | |
[01:42.75] | I grew up on the sluts bastard father beat blue |
[01:46.19] | |
[01:51.00] | Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through |
[01:55.00] | |
[01:56.81] | Aah! |
[01:57.94] | Nostalgia grows |
[01:59.75] | Now times nine or ten |
[02:01.56] | Within this vice den called a soul |
[02:03.50] | Dying resurrection |
[02:05.37] | I dig deep to come again |
[02:07.37] | The spasm of orgasm on a roll |
[02:09.94] | |
[02:11.81] | I live the slow serrated rape |
[02:13.68] | The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate |
[02:15.81] | Victims force fed their own face |
[02:18.31] | Tear stains upon the drape |
[02:19.87] | |
[02:20.94] | I should compare them |
[02:22.62] | To a warm summer's day |
[02:24.43] | But to the letter, it is better |
[02:26.56] | To lichen their names to a grave |
[02:29.12] | |
[02:32.62] | Counting my years on an abacus strung |
[02:34.44] | With labial rings and heartstrings undone |
[02:36.31] | |
[02:36.93] | Dub me lord abortion, the living dead |
[02:39.87] | |
[02:40.94] | The bone saw on the backseat |
[02:42.93] | On this bitter night of giving head |
[02:45.56] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
[02:48.18] | |
[02:48.87] | Lump in the throat, on my come choke |
[02:51.49] | |
[02:52.49] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
[02:54.75] | Horrorscopes my diorama |
[02:56.06] | A twelve part |
[02:58.18] | Another chained I mean to harm her |
[03:01.00] | Inside as well as out |
[03:02.43] | A perverts gasp inside the mask |
[03:04.12] | I'm hard, blow my house of cards |
[03:06.43] | All turn up death, her bleeding starts |
[03:08.31] | In brute vermilion parts |
[03:10.79] | |
[03:26.18] | Now I slither through the hairline cracks |
[03:29.87] | In sanity, best watch your back |
[03:32.43] | |
[03:33.25] | Possessed with levering hell's gates wide |
[03:35.81] | Liberating knives to cut humanity slack |
[03:38.43] | |
[03:38.99] | My ambition is to slay anon |
[03:41.54] | |
[04:00.32] | A sinner in the hands of a dirty god |
[04:02.13] | Who lets me pray, a Gilles de Rais |
[04:05.57] | |
[04:07.20] | Of light where faith leads truth astray |
[04:10.73] | |
[04:16.23] | I slit guts guts and free the moistest faces |
[04:19.73] | Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces |
[04:22.29] | |
[04:23.04] | Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin |
[04:26.42] | |
[04:42.21] | Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within |
[04:46.33] | "my heart was a wardrum beat |
[04:49.34] | By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults |
[04:51.02] | When number thirteen fell in my lap |
[04:53.90] | Lips and skin like sin, a venus mantrap |
[04:57.46] | My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled |
[05:00.21] | |
[05:01.33] | At the blurred edges or reason 'til I was fulfilled |
[05:05.59] | Whors d'oeuvres eaten, I tucked her into |
[05:09.15] | |
[05:10.59] | A grave coffin fit for the queen of spades |
[05:13.02] | She went out like the light in my mind |
[05:16.71] | Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine |
[05:19.96] | |
[05:20.84] | Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for ****s |
[05:24.96] | Came from retirement to prove she had not lost her touch |
[05:29.15] | I kissed her viciously, maliciously, religiously |
[05:31.52] | |
[05:32.40] | But when has one been able to best separate the three? |
[05:35.65] | |
[05:36.96] | I know I'm sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do |
[05:40.96] | Aah, aah, ahh, I'll let you sleep when I am through" |
[05:44.84] | |
[05:49.97] | The suspect shadow sher they least |
[05:54.03] | |
[06:20.24] | Expect my burning grasp to reach |
[06:22.36] | The stranglehold, the opened arms |
[06:27.24] | Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred |
[06:30.11] | Rainbows that my razors wrung |
[06:32.49] | |
[06:33.05] | Midst her screams and seams undone |
[06:35.05] | Sung at the top of punctured lungs |
[06:38.36] | I bite my spiteful tongue |
[06:40.61] | Lest curses spat from primal lairs |
[06:43.11] | Freeze romance where angels, bare |
[06:45.48] | Are lost to love, blood loss, despair |
[06:47.86] | I weep, they merely stare |
[06:50.55] | And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare. |
[06:52.05] |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Cradle of Filth, Dani |
[01:06.00] | I was born with a birthmark of cinders |
[01:09.81] | Debris cast from the stars and mother |
[01:13.62] | A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters |
[01:18.50] | Of life that ran slick from the stab wounds in her |
[01:24.06] | Dub me lord abortion, the living dead |
[01:26.12] | The bone saw on the backseat |
[01:28.25] | On this bitter night of giving head |
[01:30.25] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
[01:33.18] | Lump in the throat, on my come choke |
[01:36.37] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
[01:39.00] | |
[01:42.75] | I grew up on the sluts bastard father beat blue |
[01:46.19] | |
[01:51.00] | Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through |
[01:55.00] | |
[01:56.81] | Aah! |
[01:57.94] | Nostalgia grows |
[01:59.75] | Now times nine or ten |
[02:01.56] | Within this vice den called a soul |
[02:03.50] | Dying resurrection |
[02:05.37] | I dig deep to come again |
[02:07.37] | The spasm of orgasm on a roll |
[02:09.94] | |
[02:11.81] | I live the slow serrated rape |
[02:13.68] | The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate |
[02:15.81] | Victims force fed their own face |
[02:18.31] | Tear stains upon the drape |
[02:19.87] | |
[02:20.94] | I should compare them |
[02:22.62] | To a warm summer' s day |
[02:24.43] | But to the letter, it is better |
[02:26.56] | To lichen their names to a grave |
[02:29.12] | |
[02:32.62] | Counting my years on an abacus strung |
[02:34.44] | With labial rings and heartstrings undone |
[02:36.31] | |
[02:36.93] | Dub me lord abortion, the living dead |
[02:39.87] | |
[02:40.94] | The bone saw on the backseat |
[02:42.93] | On this bitter night of giving head |
[02:45.56] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
[02:48.18] | |
[02:48.87] | Lump in the throat, on my come choke |
[02:51.49] | |
[02:52.49] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
[02:54.75] | Horrorscopes my diorama |
[02:56.06] | A twelve part |
[02:58.18] | Another chained I mean to harm her |
[03:01.00] | Inside as well as out |
[03:02.43] | A perverts gasp inside the mask |
[03:04.12] | I' m hard, blow my house of cards |
[03:06.43] | All turn up death, her bleeding starts |
[03:08.31] | In brute vermilion parts |
[03:10.79] | |
[03:26.18] | Now I slither through the hairline cracks |
[03:29.87] | In sanity, best watch your back |
[03:32.43] | |
[03:33.25] | Possessed with levering hell' s gates wide |
[03:35.81] | Liberating knives to cut humanity slack |
[03:38.43] | |
[03:38.99] | My ambition is to slay anon |
[03:41.54] | |
[04:00.32] | A sinner in the hands of a dirty god |
[04:02.13] | Who lets me pray, a Gilles de Rais |
[04:05.57] | |
[04:07.20] | Of light where faith leads truth astray |
[04:10.73] | |
[04:16.23] | I slit guts guts and free the moistest faces |
[04:19.73] | Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces |
[04:22.29] | |
[04:23.04] | Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin |
[04:26.42] | |
[04:42.21] | Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within |
[04:46.33] | " my heart was a wardrum beat |
[04:49.34] | By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults |
[04:51.02] | When number thirteen fell in my lap |
[04:53.90] | Lips and skin like sin, a venus mantrap |
[04:57.46] | My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled |
[05:00.21] | |
[05:01.33] | At the blurred edges or reason ' til I was fulfilled |
[05:05.59] | Whors d' oeuvres eaten, I tucked her into |
[05:09.15] | |
[05:10.59] | A grave coffin fit for the queen of spades |
[05:13.02] | She went out like the light in my mind |
[05:16.71] | Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine |
[05:19.96] | |
[05:20.84] | Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for s |
[05:24.96] | Came from retirement to prove she had not lost her touch |
[05:29.15] | I kissed her viciously, maliciously, religiously |
[05:31.52] | |
[05:32.40] | But when has one been able to best separate the three? |
[05:35.65] | |
[05:36.96] | I know I' m sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do |
[05:40.96] | Aah, aah, ahh, I' ll let you sleep when I am through" |
[05:44.84] | |
[05:49.97] | The suspect shadow sher they least |
[05:54.03] | |
[06:20.24] | Expect my burning grasp to reach |
[06:22.36] | The stranglehold, the opened arms |
[06:27.24] | Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred |
[06:30.11] | Rainbows that my razors wrung |
[06:32.49] | |
[06:33.05] | Midst her screams and seams undone |
[06:35.05] | Sung at the top of punctured lungs |
[06:38.36] | I bite my spiteful tongue |
[06:40.61] | Lest curses spat from primal lairs |
[06:43.11] | Freeze romance where angels, bare |
[06:45.48] | Are lost to love, blood loss, despair |
[06:47.86] | I weep, they merely stare |
[06:50.55] | And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare. |
[06:52.05] |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Cradle of Filth, Dani |
[01:06.00] | I was born with a birthmark of cinders |
[01:09.81] | Debris cast from the stars and mother |
[01:13.62] | A ring of bright slaughter, I spat in the waters |
[01:18.50] | Of life that ran slick from the stab wounds in her |
[01:24.06] | Dub me lord abortion, the living dead |
[01:26.12] | The bone saw on the backseat |
[01:28.25] | On this bitter night of giving head |
[01:30.25] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
[01:33.18] | Lump in the throat, on my come choke |
[01:36.37] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
[01:39.00] | |
[01:42.75] | I grew up on the sluts bastard father beat blue |
[01:46.19] | |
[01:51.00] | Keepsake cunts cut full out easing puberty through |
[01:55.00] | |
[01:56.81] | Aah! |
[01:57.94] | Nostalgia grows |
[01:59.75] | Now times nine or ten |
[02:01.56] | Within this vice den called a soul |
[02:03.50] | Dying resurrection |
[02:05.37] | I dig deep to come again |
[02:07.37] | The spasm of orgasm on a roll |
[02:09.94] | |
[02:11.81] | I live the slow serrated rape |
[02:13.68] | The bucks fizz of amyl nitrate |
[02:15.81] | Victims force fed their own face |
[02:18.31] | Tear stains upon the drape |
[02:19.87] | |
[02:20.94] | I should compare them |
[02:22.62] | To a warm summer' s day |
[02:24.43] | But to the letter, it is better |
[02:26.56] | To lichen their names to a grave |
[02:29.12] | |
[02:32.62] | Counting my years on an abacus strung |
[02:34.44] | With labial rings and heartstrings undone |
[02:36.31] | |
[02:36.93] | Dub me lord abortion, the living dead |
[02:39.87] | |
[02:40.94] | The bone saw on the backseat |
[02:42.93] | On this bitter night of giving head |
[02:45.56] | A sharp rear entry, an exit in red |
[02:48.18] | |
[02:48.87] | Lump in the throat, on my come choke |
[02:51.49] | |
[02:52.49] | The killing joke worn thin with breath |
[02:54.75] | Horrorscopes my diorama |
[02:56.06] | A twelve part |
[02:58.18] | Another chained I mean to harm her |
[03:01.00] | Inside as well as out |
[03:02.43] | A perverts gasp inside the mask |
[03:04.12] | I' m hard, blow my house of cards |
[03:06.43] | All turn up death, her bleeding starts |
[03:08.31] | In brute vermilion parts |
[03:10.79] | |
[03:26.18] | Now I slither through the hairline cracks |
[03:29.87] | In sanity, best watch your back |
[03:32.43] | |
[03:33.25] | Possessed with levering hell' s gates wide |
[03:35.81] | Liberating knives to cut humanity slack |
[03:38.43] | |
[03:38.99] | My ambition is to slay anon |
[03:41.54] | |
[04:00.32] | A sinner in the hands of a dirty god |
[04:02.13] | Who lets me pray, a Gilles de Rais |
[04:05.57] | |
[04:07.20] | Of light where faith leads truth astray |
[04:10.73] | |
[04:16.23] | I slit guts guts and free the moistest faces |
[04:19.73] | Corrupt the corpse and seize the choicest pieces |
[04:22.29] | |
[04:23.04] | Her alabaster limbs that dim the lit carnal grin |
[04:26.42] | |
[04:42.21] | Vaginal skin to later taste and masturbate within |
[04:46.33] | " my heart was a wardrum beat |
[04:49.34] | By jugular cults in eerie jungle vaults |
[04:51.02] | When number thirteen fell in my lap |
[04:53.90] | Lips and skin like sin, a venus mantrap |
[04:57.46] | My appetite whetted, storm crows wheeled |
[05:00.21] | |
[05:01.33] | At the blurred edges or reason ' til I was fulfilled |
[05:05.59] | Whors d' oeuvres eaten, I tucked her into |
[05:09.15] | |
[05:10.59] | A grave coffin fit for the queen of spades |
[05:13.02] | She went out like the light in my mind |
[05:16.71] | Her face an avalanche of pearl, of ruby wine |
[05:19.96] | |
[05:20.84] | Much was a flux, but the mouth once good for s |
[05:24.96] | Came from retirement to prove she had not lost her touch |
[05:29.15] | I kissed her viciously, maliciously, religiously |
[05:31.52] | |
[05:32.40] | But when has one been able to best separate the three? |
[05:35.65] | |
[05:36.96] | I know I' m sick as Dahmer did, but this is what I do |
[05:40.96] | Aah, aah, ahh, I' ll let you sleep when I am through" |
[05:44.84] | |
[05:49.97] | The suspect shadow sher they least |
[05:54.03] | |
[06:20.24] | Expect my burning grasp to reach |
[06:22.36] | The stranglehold, the opened arms |
[06:27.24] | Seeking sweet meat with no holes barred |
[06:30.11] | Rainbows that my razors wrung |
[06:32.49] | |
[06:33.05] | Midst her screams and seams undone |
[06:35.05] | Sung at the top of punctured lungs |
[06:38.36] | I bite my spiteful tongue |
[06:40.61] | Lest curses spat from primal lairs |
[06:43.11] | Freeze romance where angels, bare |
[06:45.48] | Are lost to love, blood loss, despair |
[06:47.86] | I weep, they merely stare |
[06:50.55] | And stare, and stare, and stare, and stare. |
[06:52.05] |