| 歌曲 | Pomegranate |
| 歌手 | Current 93 |
| 专辑 | HoneySuckle Æons |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| But meanwhile there was a ghost in my life | |
| And the Pomegranate Blues descended | |
| Heard voices of Planets following | |
| Satellites in death's purple paws | |
| Mixed the drains by golden dragon fever | |
| Shapur II Lord of Dust | |
| In the battefields of precrescent rain | |
| The | |
| putti | |
| rejoice and Julian is unhorsed | |
| Speared and smeared in the desert | |
| First and last just in dust | |
| Smashed as Athena | |
| As dead as Serapis misted in Babylon | |
| The slaughter arose as Stars | |
| Stars dragged blood and souls | |
| Up to the Heavens | |
| The skies filled with flies | |
| The bird of locust flowers | |
| Screams and wheels at the ape | |
| Froth and fear in the nostrils of the steeds | |
| Steering bloodhurds to the mountain fame | |
| The hip killers are burning like devil | |
| The trip of the light burned bright | |
| The eyes of the blind open like whirlwinds | |
| The breastplate of GraceFace | |
| The lamp pours light into the children's mouths | |
| Open the slit of the conspiracy | |
| And go further into the perfect peace | |
| Of the perfect world envisioned by | |
| The Murderer | |
| The First Dead | |
| The First Killer | |
| The First Framer | |
| The Farmer in Sodom | |
| Cattle Reaper | |
| A thought to spear the care | |
| Enough is too late | |
| The sky took lies from me | |
| Turned my head to smoke | |
| Rising over the near East | |
| With lips tasted of peace | |
| And Kingdoms far within | |
| The Queendom the bells | |
| And grave faces hieratic | |
| Under the Moon | |
| Its waves and light | |
| Lifting the dead from under dust | |
| Choked unmore moved | |
| Unquick and lithe | |
| Lifting their hearts like the SunFlower | |
| Drank HoneySuckle Æons | |
| And toasted toys goodnight | |
| But around the back | |
| Of the bars of the City of God | |
| The Night squeals and prays entrance | |
| Attendance for the march | |
| The | |
| Rainbow Children | |
| were trademarked | |
| And branded on their skulls | |
| The triple eating curve | |
| Marked! Marked! | |
| Hey hey | |
| horror | |
| hail hail | |
| Grey bloody dawn down dawns | |
| Get back black crack Moon | |
| Slip back slide ded red Moon |
| But meanwhile there was a ghost in my life | |
| And the Pomegranate Blues descended | |
| Heard voices of Planets following | |
| Satellites in death' s purple paws | |
| Mixed the drains by golden dragon fever | |
| Shapur II Lord of Dust | |
| In the battefields of precrescent rain | |
| The | |
| putti | |
| rejoice and Julian is unhorsed | |
| Speared and smeared in the desert | |
| First and last just in dust | |
| Smashed as Athena | |
| As dead as Serapis misted in Babylon | |
| The slaughter arose as Stars | |
| Stars dragged blood and souls | |
| Up to the Heavens | |
| The skies filled with flies | |
| The bird of locust flowers | |
| Screams and wheels at the ape | |
| Froth and fear in the nostrils of the steeds | |
| Steering bloodhurds to the mountain fame | |
| The hip killers are burning like devil | |
| The trip of the light burned bright | |
| The eyes of the blind open like whirlwinds | |
| The breastplate of GraceFace | |
| The lamp pours light into the children' s mouths | |
| Open the slit of the conspiracy | |
| And go further into the perfect peace | |
| Of the perfect world envisioned by | |
| The Murderer | |
| The First Dead | |
| The First Killer | |
| The First Framer | |
| The Farmer in Sodom | |
| Cattle Reaper | |
| A thought to spear the care | |
| Enough is too late | |
| The sky took lies from me | |
| Turned my head to smoke | |
| Rising over the near East | |
| With lips tasted of peace | |
| And Kingdoms far within | |
| The Queendom the bells | |
| And grave faces hieratic | |
| Under the Moon | |
| Its waves and light | |
| Lifting the dead from under dust | |
| Choked unmore moved | |
| Unquick and lithe | |
| Lifting their hearts like the SunFlower | |
| Drank HoneySuckle ons | |
| And toasted toys goodnight | |
| But around the back | |
| Of the bars of the City of God | |
| The Night squeals and prays entrance | |
| Attendance for the march | |
| The | |
| Rainbow Children | |
| were trademarked | |
| And branded on their skulls | |
| The triple eating curve | |
| Marked! Marked! | |
| Hey hey | |
| horror | |
| hail hail | |
| Grey bloody dawn down dawns | |
| Get back black crack Moon | |
| Slip back slide ded red Moon |
| But meanwhile there was a ghost in my life | |
| And the Pomegranate Blues descended | |
| Heard voices of Planets following | |
| Satellites in death' s purple paws | |
| Mixed the drains by golden dragon fever | |
| Shapur II Lord of Dust | |
| In the battefields of precrescent rain | |
| The | |
| putti | |
| rejoice and Julian is unhorsed | |
| Speared and smeared in the desert | |
| First and last just in dust | |
| Smashed as Athena | |
| As dead as Serapis misted in Babylon | |
| The slaughter arose as Stars | |
| Stars dragged blood and souls | |
| Up to the Heavens | |
| The skies filled with flies | |
| The bird of locust flowers | |
| Screams and wheels at the ape | |
| Froth and fear in the nostrils of the steeds | |
| Steering bloodhurds to the mountain fame | |
| The hip killers are burning like devil | |
| The trip of the light burned bright | |
| The eyes of the blind open like whirlwinds | |
| The breastplate of GraceFace | |
| The lamp pours light into the children' s mouths | |
| Open the slit of the conspiracy | |
| And go further into the perfect peace | |
| Of the perfect world envisioned by | |
| The Murderer | |
| The First Dead | |
| The First Killer | |
| The First Framer | |
| The Farmer in Sodom | |
| Cattle Reaper | |
| A thought to spear the care | |
| Enough is too late | |
| The sky took lies from me | |
| Turned my head to smoke | |
| Rising over the near East | |
| With lips tasted of peace | |
| And Kingdoms far within | |
| The Queendom the bells | |
| And grave faces hieratic | |
| Under the Moon | |
| Its waves and light | |
| Lifting the dead from under dust | |
| Choked unmore moved | |
| Unquick and lithe | |
| Lifting their hearts like the SunFlower | |
| Drank HoneySuckle ons | |
| And toasted toys goodnight | |
| But around the back | |
| Of the bars of the City of God | |
| The Night squeals and prays entrance | |
| Attendance for the march | |
| The | |
| Rainbow Children | |
| were trademarked | |
| And branded on their skulls | |
| The triple eating curve | |
| Marked! Marked! | |
| Hey hey | |
| horror | |
| hail hail | |
| Grey bloody dawn down dawns | |
| Get back black crack Moon | |
| Slip back slide ded red Moon |