歌曲 | The 20th Century Was Entirely Mine |
歌手 | Fear Before the March of Flames |
专辑 | Odd How People Shake |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Fear Before the Mar ... | |
On the surface! | |
There's a reef blower! | |
Turn your masts! (Oh) | |
So with a blow to your bow, take on water | |
A diver descends | |
Hey, did no one tell you? | |
Sunken ships belong underwater | |
In their slow descent to the ocean floor | |
They are so quickly forgotten | |
So as you disapear into the night time waters | |
How many will you take with you? | |
So when your insides rot | |
A diver dscends in pursuit of riches | |
As he drifts along your bow | |
He will laugh at the gaping void | |
He was the cause of your demise | |
He will enter to find there is no treasure here | |
Just a hollow mass of waste and death | |
Take on water | |
We knew you didn't have it in you (to sail among the ships) |
zuo qu : Fear Before the Mar ... | |
On the surface! | |
There' s a reef blower! | |
Turn your masts! Oh | |
So with a blow to your bow, take on water | |
A diver descends | |
Hey, did no one tell you? | |
Sunken ships belong underwater | |
In their slow descent to the ocean floor | |
They are so quickly forgotten | |
So as you disapear into the night time waters | |
How many will you take with you? | |
So when your insides rot | |
A diver dscends in pursuit of riches | |
As he drifts along your bow | |
He will laugh at the gaping void | |
He was the cause of your demise | |
He will enter to find there is no treasure here | |
Just a hollow mass of waste and death | |
Take on water | |
We knew you didn' t have it in you to sail among the ships |
zuò qǔ : Fear Before the Mar ... | |
On the surface! | |
There' s a reef blower! | |
Turn your masts! Oh | |
So with a blow to your bow, take on water | |
A diver descends | |
Hey, did no one tell you? | |
Sunken ships belong underwater | |
In their slow descent to the ocean floor | |
They are so quickly forgotten | |
So as you disapear into the night time waters | |
How many will you take with you? | |
So when your insides rot | |
A diver dscends in pursuit of riches | |
As he drifts along your bow | |
He will laugh at the gaping void | |
He was the cause of your demise | |
He will enter to find there is no treasure here | |
Just a hollow mass of waste and death | |
Take on water | |
We knew you didn' t have it in you to sail among the ships |