歌曲 | Dissolution Factor Red |
歌手 | Dark Tranquillity |
专辑 | The Mind's I |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Johansson, Stanne, Sundin | |
Drenched in the perfume of hell | |
Impasto of burning oils | |
Forming continents on my | |
Outstretched naked body, erupting | |
CrimsonStains of shame | |
Stains of shame | |
Limbs that leave their nests of red | |
To spin the reels of pain | |
Attach the nails and electrodes | |
And spin the reels again | |
Retreating hunger running through the years | |
Carries the scorn on skeleton wings | |
Storm me thou with the sharpened claw | |
Swift hammer nails that pierce the shoulder of time | |
Behind the sunset with movement regained | |
For there lie shadows even farther from the light | |
I run, devoid of motion, devoid of name | |
Attach the nails and electrodes | |
Black moratorium, haven of refuge |
zuo ci : Johansson, Stanne, Sundin | |
Drenched in the perfume of hell | |
Impasto of burning oils | |
Forming continents on my | |
Outstretched naked body, erupting | |
CrimsonStains of shame | |
Stains of shame | |
Limbs that leave their nests of red | |
To spin the reels of pain | |
Attach the nails and electrodes | |
And spin the reels again | |
Retreating hunger running through the years | |
Carries the scorn on skeleton wings | |
Storm me thou with the sharpened claw | |
Swift hammer nails that pierce the shoulder of time | |
Behind the sunset with movement regained | |
For there lie shadows even farther from the light | |
I run, devoid of motion, devoid of name | |
Attach the nails and electrodes | |
Black moratorium, haven of refuge |
zuò cí : Johansson, Stanne, Sundin | |
Drenched in the perfume of hell | |
Impasto of burning oils | |
Forming continents on my | |
Outstretched naked body, erupting | |
CrimsonStains of shame | |
Stains of shame | |
Limbs that leave their nests of red | |
To spin the reels of pain | |
Attach the nails and electrodes | |
And spin the reels again | |
Retreating hunger running through the years | |
Carries the scorn on skeleton wings | |
Storm me thou with the sharpened claw | |
Swift hammer nails that pierce the shoulder of time | |
Behind the sunset with movement regained | |
For there lie shadows even farther from the light | |
I run, devoid of motion, devoid of name | |
Attach the nails and electrodes | |
Black moratorium, haven of refuge |