To A Breathless Oblivion 歌词

	作曲 : Black Dahlia Murder ...
	the chair's been kicked a rope tied to the rafters
	blue faced and broken necked I sigh
	relieving my vision from the sick mocking stare
	of that hated sun burning the sky
	slumped like a headless scarecrow
	cold and limp against the wall
	blood paints a pattern of rorschach's design
	thawing the winter that burdens this heart
	shit stained and shameful
	an exit in disgrace
	not a splash but just a ripple left
	I end this life in vain
	in vain
	in the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake
	toward the reflection of the moon
	the night colored liquid arresting my lungs
	finally at peace in this watery tomb
	destroy this fragile body
	to be gorged upon by worms
	not a splash just a ripple is left
	in the wake of my merciless scorn
	beyond those cursed stars above
	lies the answer that I seek
	on the backs of bullets rides my name
	longing to kiss my cheek
	resentfully decline
	retire this hated life
	without guilt I break these veins
	carved with salvation's knife
	turn not away avert not your face
	this is how it was meant to be
	in silence found hanging there 'bove a pool of waste
	the beauteous workings of mortality
	no one can truly touch another parallel never to cross
	pointless fumbling sad mistake only capable of pain
	beyond those cursed stars above
	lies the answer that I seek
	on the backs of bullets rides my name
	longing to kiss my cheek
	resentfully decline
	retire this hated life
	without guilt I break these veins
	carved with salvation's knife
	(fades out)

	zuo qu : Black Dahlia Murder ...
	the chair' s been kicked a rope tied to the rafters
	blue faced and broken necked I sigh
	relieving my vision from the sick mocking stare
	of that hated sun burning the sky
	slumped like a headless scarecrow
	cold and limp against the wall
	blood paints a pattern of rorschach' s design
	thawing the winter that burdens this heart
	shit stained and shameful
	an exit in disgrace
	not a splash but just a ripple left
	I end this life in vain
	in vain
	in the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake
	toward the reflection of the moon
	the night colored liquid arresting my lungs
	finally at peace in this watery tomb
	destroy this fragile body
	to be gorged upon by worms
	not a splash just a ripple is left
	in the wake of my merciless scorn
	beyond those cursed stars above
	lies the answer that I seek
	on the backs of bullets rides my name
	longing to kiss my cheek
	resentfully decline
	retire this hated life
	without guilt I break these veins
	carved with salvation' s knife
	turn not away avert not your face
	this is how it was meant to be
	in silence found hanging there ' bove a pool of waste
	the beauteous workings of mortality
	no one can truly touch another parallel never to cross
	pointless fumbling sad mistake only capable of pain
	beyond those cursed stars above
	lies the answer that I seek
	on the backs of bullets rides my name
	longing to kiss my cheek
	resentfully decline
	retire this hated life
	without guilt I break these veins
	carved with salvation' s knife
	fades out

	zuò qǔ : Black Dahlia Murder ...
	the chair' s been kicked a rope tied to the rafters
	blue faced and broken necked I sigh
	relieving my vision from the sick mocking stare
	of that hated sun burning the sky
	slumped like a headless scarecrow
	cold and limp against the wall
	blood paints a pattern of rorschach' s design
	thawing the winter that burdens this heart
	shit stained and shameful
	an exit in disgrace
	not a splash but just a ripple left
	I end this life in vain
	in vain
	in the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake
	toward the reflection of the moon
	the night colored liquid arresting my lungs
	finally at peace in this watery tomb
	destroy this fragile body
	to be gorged upon by worms
	not a splash just a ripple is left
	in the wake of my merciless scorn
	beyond those cursed stars above
	lies the answer that I seek
	on the backs of bullets rides my name
	longing to kiss my cheek
	resentfully decline
	retire this hated life
	without guilt I break these veins
	carved with salvation' s knife
	turn not away avert not your face
	this is how it was meant to be
	in silence found hanging there ' bove a pool of waste
	the beauteous workings of mortality
	no one can truly touch another parallel never to cross
	pointless fumbling sad mistake only capable of pain
	beyond those cursed stars above
	lies the answer that I seek
	on the backs of bullets rides my name
	longing to kiss my cheek
	resentfully decline
	retire this hated life
	without guilt I break these veins
	carved with salvation' s knife
	fades out

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