Closed Casket Requiem 歌词
| 歌曲 | Closed Casket Requiem |
| 歌手 | The Black Dahlia Murder |
| 专辑 | Unhallowed |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
| Dear diary, tonight will be our last | |
| My hands are itching for razors | |
| My angel, this knife shall carve thee wings | |
| Consumed by sickness, I ache to see your blood | |
| The hour approaches when I shall lay a nest inside of you | |
| Sliced open, I lay waste to my desires | |
| Sweet entrails are scooped onto the tile | |
| And in my dreams, I hold your head beneath the waves | |
| After you've died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck | |
| You enter me in death's perpetual embrace | |
| Skin tightens in the throes of lust | |
| And in my dreams, I cut your mouth from ear to ear | |
| Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room | |
| How splendidly I carve into your tender heart | |
| Shuddering between the sheets | |
| For weeks I've watched you, perched above your sleeping form | |
| As I caress your perfection | |
| My angel, I'll tear your insides out | |
| My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones | |
| I cannot subside 'til I have suckled every inch of you | |
| Your features now glazed in your own blood | |
| My fingers find home amongst your guts | |
| And in my dreams, I hold your head beneath the waves | |
| After you've died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck | |
| You enter me in death's perpetual embrace | |
| Skin tightens in the throes of lust | |
| And in my dreams, I cut your mouth from ear to ear | |
| Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room | |
| How splendidly I carve into your tender heart | |
| Shuddering between the sheets | |
| Whisper your name as you awaken | |
| Your throat gasps, your skin recoils | |
| We shall be intertwined, entangled in our love | |
| Murder beckons as time stops with your voice | |
| "I'll love you forever," and forever it shall be | |
| The knives begin singing, they're weeping for your flesh | |
| The pinnacle of obsession is clawing at the fibers of my mind | |
| The rampant state of elation is heightened by the paleness of your cries | |
| With a promise of absolution, my thoughts are tangled in my creations | |
| With a promise of unequaled pleasure, reason is twisting | |
| The knives are crooning for this perfect end | |
| For weeks I've watched you, perched above your sleeping form | |
| As I caress your perfection | |
| My angel, I'll tear your insides out | |
| My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones | |
| I cannot subside 'til I have suckled every inch of you | |
| I feel the fibers stretch and tear | |
| Unbridled climax is achieved | |
| I've waited so long for this moment | |
| The euphoric act of suicide -- suicide! |
| zuo qu : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
| Dear diary, tonight will be our last | |
| My hands are itching for razors | |
| My angel, this knife shall carve thee wings | |
| Consumed by sickness, I ache to see your blood | |
| The hour approaches when I shall lay a nest inside of you | |
| Sliced open, I lay waste to my desires | |
| Sweet entrails are scooped onto the tile | |
| And in my dreams, I hold your head beneath the waves | |
| After you' ve died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck | |
| You enter me in death' s perpetual embrace | |
| Skin tightens in the throes of lust | |
| And in my dreams, I cut your mouth from ear to ear | |
| Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room | |
| How splendidly I carve into your tender heart | |
| Shuddering between the sheets | |
| For weeks I' ve watched you, perched above your sleeping form | |
| As I caress your perfection | |
| My angel, I' ll tear your insides out | |
| My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones | |
| I cannot subside ' til I have suckled every inch of you | |
| Your features now glazed in your own blood | |
| My fingers find home amongst your guts | |
| And in my dreams, I hold your head beneath the waves | |
| After you' ve died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck | |
| You enter me in death' s perpetual embrace | |
| Skin tightens in the throes of lust | |
| And in my dreams, I cut your mouth from ear to ear | |
| Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room | |
| How splendidly I carve into your tender heart | |
| Shuddering between the sheets | |
| Whisper your name as you awaken | |
| Your throat gasps, your skin recoils | |
| We shall be intertwined, entangled in our love | |
| Murder beckons as time stops with your voice | |
| " I' ll love you forever," and forever it shall be | |
| The knives begin singing, they' re weeping for your flesh | |
| The pinnacle of obsession is clawing at the fibers of my mind | |
| The rampant state of elation is heightened by the paleness of your cries | |
| With a promise of absolution, my thoughts are tangled in my creations | |
| With a promise of unequaled pleasure, reason is twisting | |
| The knives are crooning for this perfect end | |
| For weeks I' ve watched you, perched above your sleeping form | |
| As I caress your perfection | |
| My angel, I' ll tear your insides out | |
| My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones | |
| I cannot subside ' til I have suckled every inch of you | |
| I feel the fibers stretch and tear | |
| Unbridled climax is achieved | |
| I' ve waited so long for this moment | |
| The euphoric act of suicide suicide! |
| zuò qǔ : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
| Dear diary, tonight will be our last | |
| My hands are itching for razors | |
| My angel, this knife shall carve thee wings | |
| Consumed by sickness, I ache to see your blood | |
| The hour approaches when I shall lay a nest inside of you | |
| Sliced open, I lay waste to my desires | |
| Sweet entrails are scooped onto the tile | |
| And in my dreams, I hold your head beneath the waves | |
| After you' ve died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck | |
| You enter me in death' s perpetual embrace | |
| Skin tightens in the throes of lust | |
| And in my dreams, I cut your mouth from ear to ear | |
| Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room | |
| How splendidly I carve into your tender heart | |
| Shuddering between the sheets | |
| For weeks I' ve watched you, perched above your sleeping form | |
| As I caress your perfection | |
| My angel, I' ll tear your insides out | |
| My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones | |
| I cannot subside ' til I have suckled every inch of you | |
| Your features now glazed in your own blood | |
| My fingers find home amongst your guts | |
| And in my dreams, I hold your head beneath the waves | |
| After you' ve died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck | |
| You enter me in death' s perpetual embrace | |
| Skin tightens in the throes of lust | |
| And in my dreams, I cut your mouth from ear to ear | |
| Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room | |
| How splendidly I carve into your tender heart | |
| Shuddering between the sheets | |
| Whisper your name as you awaken | |
| Your throat gasps, your skin recoils | |
| We shall be intertwined, entangled in our love | |
| Murder beckons as time stops with your voice | |
| " I' ll love you forever," and forever it shall be | |
| The knives begin singing, they' re weeping for your flesh | |
| The pinnacle of obsession is clawing at the fibers of my mind | |
| The rampant state of elation is heightened by the paleness of your cries | |
| With a promise of absolution, my thoughts are tangled in my creations | |
| With a promise of unequaled pleasure, reason is twisting | |
| The knives are crooning for this perfect end | |
| For weeks I' ve watched you, perched above your sleeping form | |
| As I caress your perfection | |
| My angel, I' ll tear your insides out | |
| My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones | |
| I cannot subside ' til I have suckled every inch of you | |
| I feel the fibers stretch and tear | |
| Unbridled climax is achieved | |
| I' ve waited so long for this moment | |
| The euphoric act of suicide suicide! |
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