| 歌曲 | Sweetness |
| 歌手 | Ripping Corpse |
| 专辑 | Dreaming With The Dead |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Ripping Corpse |
| [00:08.778] | Sweetness, can't you smell the sweetness? |
| [00:16.300] | My penchant for slicing flesh |
| [00:19.739] | You'd bear no witness |
| [00:23.083] | My sickness |
| [00:25.986] | A most foul sickness |
| [00:29.327] | The odor of death still clings to me |
| [00:32.444] | So sweetly |
| [00:34.088] | Too sweetly |
| [00:35.511] | Living canvas just scream and scream |
| [00:38.536] | For the last and the only son of divine sickness |
| [01:09.298] | I carve flowers in their flesh |
| [01:10.436] | I always mourn for their deaths |
| [01:11.691] | To see a fragile canvas rot and wither to dust |
| [01:13.906] | The sweetest sweet scent of their fresh let blood |
| [01:16.565] | Utter revulsion for what I've done |
| [01:18.904] | This gross repugnant mission is my cross to bear |
| [01:23.909] | My strength is in their pain |
| [01:26.239] | Pure hate, pure hate |
| [01:28.833] | Sacred yet profane |
| [01:30.980] | Ordained, ordained |
| [01:42.822] | My life has taken this vicious turn |
| [01:44.383] | An absurd icon that you might learn |
| [01:46.449] | That flesh is weak |
| [01:46.898] | A soul maligned you cannot trust |
| [01:49.544] | Because hiding behind a pleasant smile |
| [01:51.043] | Can be a tormented mind defiled |
| [01:53.125] | Natured in a world that cultures hate |
| [02:48.487] | My sensitivity |
| [02:50.527] | My brutality |
| [02:53.056] | It's all relative |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Ripping Corpse |
| [00:08.778] | Sweetness, can' t you smell the sweetness? |
| [00:16.300] | My penchant for slicing flesh |
| [00:19.739] | You' d bear no witness |
| [00:23.083] | My sickness |
| [00:25.986] | A most foul sickness |
| [00:29.327] | The odor of death still clings to me |
| [00:32.444] | So sweetly |
| [00:34.088] | Too sweetly |
| [00:35.511] | Living canvas just scream and scream |
| [00:38.536] | For the last and the only son of divine sickness |
| [01:09.298] | I carve flowers in their flesh |
| [01:10.436] | I always mourn for their deaths |
| [01:11.691] | To see a fragile canvas rot and wither to dust |
| [01:13.906] | The sweetest sweet scent of their fresh let blood |
| [01:16.565] | Utter revulsion for what I' ve done |
| [01:18.904] | This gross repugnant mission is my cross to bear |
| [01:23.909] | My strength is in their pain |
| [01:26.239] | Pure hate, pure hate |
| [01:28.833] | Sacred yet profane |
| [01:30.980] | Ordained, ordained |
| [01:42.822] | My life has taken this vicious turn |
| [01:44.383] | An absurd icon that you might learn |
| [01:46.449] | That flesh is weak |
| [01:46.898] | A soul maligned you cannot trust |
| [01:49.544] | Because hiding behind a pleasant smile |
| [01:51.043] | Can be a tormented mind defiled |
| [01:53.125] | Natured in a world that cultures hate |
| [02:48.487] | My sensitivity |
| [02:50.527] | My brutality |
| [02:53.056] | It' s all relative |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Ripping Corpse |
| [00:08.778] | Sweetness, can' t you smell the sweetness? |
| [00:16.300] | My penchant for slicing flesh |
| [00:19.739] | You' d bear no witness |
| [00:23.083] | My sickness |
| [00:25.986] | A most foul sickness |
| [00:29.327] | The odor of death still clings to me |
| [00:32.444] | So sweetly |
| [00:34.088] | Too sweetly |
| [00:35.511] | Living canvas just scream and scream |
| [00:38.536] | For the last and the only son of divine sickness |
| [01:09.298] | I carve flowers in their flesh |
| [01:10.436] | I always mourn for their deaths |
| [01:11.691] | To see a fragile canvas rot and wither to dust |
| [01:13.906] | The sweetest sweet scent of their fresh let blood |
| [01:16.565] | Utter revulsion for what I' ve done |
| [01:18.904] | This gross repugnant mission is my cross to bear |
| [01:23.909] | My strength is in their pain |
| [01:26.239] | Pure hate, pure hate |
| [01:28.833] | Sacred yet profane |
| [01:30.980] | Ordained, ordained |
| [01:42.822] | My life has taken this vicious turn |
| [01:44.383] | An absurd icon that you might learn |
| [01:46.449] | That flesh is weak |
| [01:46.898] | A soul maligned you cannot trust |
| [01:49.544] | Because hiding behind a pleasant smile |
| [01:51.043] | Can be a tormented mind defiled |
| [01:53.125] | Natured in a world that cultures hate |
| [02:48.487] | My sensitivity |
| [02:50.527] | My brutality |
| [02:53.056] | It' s all relative |
| [00:08.778] | 甜蜜,你难道闻不到这甜蜜吗 |
| [00:16.300] | 我嗜好用利刃剖开血肉 |
| [00:19.739] | 你永远不会亲眼见证 |
| [00:23.083] | 我的病态 |
| [00:25.986] | 一种无比污秽的病态 |
| [00:29.327] | 死亡的气息仍缠绕着我 |
| [00:32.444] | 如此甜美 |
| [00:34.088] | 甜得过分 |
| [00:35.511] | 活着的画布只在尖叫、尖叫 |
| [00:38.536] | 献给这神圣病态唯一的末子 |
| [01:09.298] | 我在他们的血肉上雕刻花朵 |
| [01:10.436] | 我总会为他们的死亡哀悼 |
| [01:11.691] | 看着脆弱的画布腐朽、化为尘埃 |
| [01:13.906] | 他们新鲜流淌的血液,那最甜美的芬芳 |
| [01:16.565] | 对自己的所作所为,我满心厌恶 |
| [01:18.904] | 这令人作呕、污秽不堪的使命,是我必须背负的十字架 |
| [01:23.909] | 我的力量,源于他们的痛苦 |
| [01:26.239] | 纯粹的恨,纯粹的恨 |
| [01:28.833] | 神圣,却又亵渎 |
| [01:30.980] | 命中注定,早已注定 |
| [01:42.822] | 我的人生已走上这条邪恶之路 |
| [01:44.383] | 一个荒诞的象征,或许能让你明白 |
| [01:46.449] | 血肉本就脆弱 |
| [01:46.898] | 被扭曲的灵魂,你绝不可信 |
| [01:49.544] | 因为在友善笑容的背后 |
| [01:51.043] | 可能藏着一颗被玷污、饱受折磨的心 |
| [01:53.125] | 在一个孕育仇恨的世界里长大 |
| [02:48.487] | 我的敏感 |
| [02:50.527] | 我的残暴 |
| [02:53.056] | 一切,不过是相对而言 |