歌曲 | Acid Trial |
歌手 | Orange Goblin |
专辑 | A Eulogy For The Damned |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : WARD, BEN/HOARE, JOE/TURNER, CHRIS | |
作词 : WARD, BEN/HOARE, JOE/TURNER, CHRIS | |
Set sail on the good ship Levitation | |
Eyes wired shut with fascination | |
Cold blooded silence in the vacuum | |
Astronauts dining in the back room | |
Words go unspoken and deeds go undone | |
The mark of the devil engraved on the sun | |
Freaks and fanatics all losing their mind | |
No one believed in the world that they've all left behind | |
Further to the east for liberation | |
Falling in line for medication | |
Drug addled comfort in the vacuum | |
Dinosaurs choking in the bathroom | |
Saturn is calling its children back home | |
The eyes of of Medusa have turned them to stone | |
Predators wait for the breathing to stop | |
Clinging to life til the very last drop | |
Coursing through veins as it cuts to the bone | |
Talking to someone but I'm all alone | |
Weight of the world has me pinned to the floor | |
The doctor don't mind so he's giving me more | |
Ghosts come and go but they don't know my name | |
Something is different yet always the same | |
Brain cannot function and hands cannot feel | |
State of a mind at large, nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real |
zuo qu : WARD, BEN HOARE, JOE TURNER, CHRIS | |
zuo ci : WARD, BEN HOARE, JOE TURNER, CHRIS | |
Set sail on the good ship Levitation | |
Eyes wired shut with fascination | |
Cold blooded silence in the vacuum | |
Astronauts dining in the back room | |
Words go unspoken and deeds go undone | |
The mark of the devil engraved on the sun | |
Freaks and fanatics all losing their mind | |
No one believed in the world that they' ve all left behind | |
Further to the east for liberation | |
Falling in line for medication | |
Drug addled comfort in the vacuum | |
Dinosaurs choking in the bathroom | |
Saturn is calling its children back home | |
The eyes of of Medusa have turned them to stone | |
Predators wait for the breathing to stop | |
Clinging to life til the very last drop | |
Coursing through veins as it cuts to the bone | |
Talking to someone but I' m all alone | |
Weight of the world has me pinned to the floor | |
The doctor don' t mind so he' s giving me more | |
Ghosts come and go but they don' t know my name | |
Something is different yet always the same | |
Brain cannot function and hands cannot feel | |
State of a mind at large, nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real |
zuò qǔ : WARD, BEN HOARE, JOE TURNER, CHRIS | |
zuò cí : WARD, BEN HOARE, JOE TURNER, CHRIS | |
Set sail on the good ship Levitation | |
Eyes wired shut with fascination | |
Cold blooded silence in the vacuum | |
Astronauts dining in the back room | |
Words go unspoken and deeds go undone | |
The mark of the devil engraved on the sun | |
Freaks and fanatics all losing their mind | |
No one believed in the world that they' ve all left behind | |
Further to the east for liberation | |
Falling in line for medication | |
Drug addled comfort in the vacuum | |
Dinosaurs choking in the bathroom | |
Saturn is calling its children back home | |
The eyes of of Medusa have turned them to stone | |
Predators wait for the breathing to stop | |
Clinging to life til the very last drop | |
Coursing through veins as it cuts to the bone | |
Talking to someone but I' m all alone | |
Weight of the world has me pinned to the floor | |
The doctor don' t mind so he' s giving me more | |
Ghosts come and go but they don' t know my name | |
Something is different yet always the same | |
Brain cannot function and hands cannot feel | |
State of a mind at large, nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real | |
Nothing is real |