The Medusa 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Medusa |
| 歌手 | The Haunted |
| 专辑 | The Dead Eye |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Björler, Björler, Dolving | |
| She is a saint | |
| Her womb is a place of rejection | |
| She washes her perfect skin quietly | |
| And hates me for being real | |
| Kill the lights | |
| Listen for noises | |
| To give you away | |
| Sanctuary | |
| Sanctuary | |
| Sanctuary | |
| I need a place where I can feel | |
| "It's like we're all locked up in little cages. | |
| The ceiling is closing in. | |
| And the walls... | |
| It's like walls are closing in. | |
| Can't you feel that?" | |
| I will turn my eyes away | |
| I will not turn into stone | |
| No | |
| More | |
| Accuasations and lies | |
| She's spreading her self | |
| Flesh giving way to flesh | |
| I watch her bones | |
| I'm being eaten alive | |
| Remove the eyes | |
| Remove the eyes | |
| Remove intentions and kill the lights | |
| Her eyes are the blinding line of fire to where I stand | |
| Her love is as cold as her desire and I'll never be free |
| zuo ci : Bj rler, Bj rler, Dolving | |
| She is a saint | |
| Her womb is a place of rejection | |
| She washes her perfect skin quietly | |
| And hates me for being real | |
| Kill the lights | |
| Listen for noises | |
| To give you away | |
| Sanctuary | |
| Sanctuary | |
| Sanctuary | |
| I need a place where I can feel | |
| " It' s like we' re all locked up in little cages. | |
| The ceiling is closing in. | |
| And the walls... | |
| It' s like walls are closing in. | |
| Can' t you feel that?" | |
| I will turn my eyes away | |
| I will not turn into stone | |
| No | |
| More | |
| Accuasations and lies | |
| She' s spreading her self | |
| Flesh giving way to flesh | |
| I watch her bones | |
| I' m being eaten alive | |
| Remove the eyes | |
| Remove the eyes | |
| Remove intentions and kill the lights | |
| Her eyes are the blinding line of fire to where I stand | |
| Her love is as cold as her desire and I' ll never be free |
| zuò cí : Bj rler, Bj rler, Dolving | |
| She is a saint | |
| Her womb is a place of rejection | |
| She washes her perfect skin quietly | |
| And hates me for being real | |
| Kill the lights | |
| Listen for noises | |
| To give you away | |
| Sanctuary | |
| Sanctuary | |
| Sanctuary | |
| I need a place where I can feel | |
| " It' s like we' re all locked up in little cages. | |
| The ceiling is closing in. | |
| And the walls... | |
| It' s like walls are closing in. | |
| Can' t you feel that?" | |
| I will turn my eyes away | |
| I will not turn into stone | |
| No | |
| More | |
| Accuasations and lies | |
| She' s spreading her self | |
| Flesh giving way to flesh | |
| I watch her bones | |
| I' m being eaten alive | |
| Remove the eyes | |
| Remove the eyes | |
| Remove intentions and kill the lights | |
| Her eyes are the blinding line of fire to where I stand | |
| Her love is as cold as her desire and I' ll never be free |
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