My Body, A Funeral 歌词
| 歌曲 | My Body, A Funeral |
| 歌手 | My Dying Bride |
| 专辑 | For Lies I Sire |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : My Dying Bride | |
| The ruin of your face Pours down like lead tears As you sit by my side Confess to me your fears Drink deep the wreck of me My body is a funeral | |
| I fail to find comfort In your pale cold eyes Worn loosely about me You hang there dying off me Deep in the misery Of my long arms. Weeping I cradle your tired head This moment for the keeping | |
| Her hand raised from the shadows in silence Like a dying victim of a biblical plague A strange mix of innocence and horror Gushed from her red rimmed and swollen eyes Resentment conquers sympathy and I turn my back Her burning stare. Like minute blazing suns Roars into the back of my head And I simply move away | |
| I will sing you this song of All my pain. So listen Great roaring. Tears pouring Down unto me from my lover The winter in your soul Has frozen me forever. |
| zuo qu : My Dying Bride | |
| The ruin of your face Pours down like lead tears As you sit by my side Confess to me your fears Drink deep the wreck of me My body is a funeral | |
| I fail to find comfort In your pale cold eyes Worn loosely about me You hang there dying off me Deep in the misery Of my long arms. Weeping I cradle your tired head This moment for the keeping | |
| Her hand raised from the shadows in silence Like a dying victim of a biblical plague A strange mix of innocence and horror Gushed from her red rimmed and swollen eyes Resentment conquers sympathy and I turn my back Her burning stare. Like minute blazing suns Roars into the back of my head And I simply move away | |
| I will sing you this song of All my pain. So listen Great roaring. Tears pouring Down unto me from my lover The winter in your soul Has frozen me forever. |
| zuò qǔ : My Dying Bride | |
| The ruin of your face Pours down like lead tears As you sit by my side Confess to me your fears Drink deep the wreck of me My body is a funeral | |
| I fail to find comfort In your pale cold eyes Worn loosely about me You hang there dying off me Deep in the misery Of my long arms. Weeping I cradle your tired head This moment for the keeping | |
| Her hand raised from the shadows in silence Like a dying victim of a biblical plague A strange mix of innocence and horror Gushed from her red rimmed and swollen eyes Resentment conquers sympathy and I turn my back Her burning stare. Like minute blazing suns Roars into the back of my head And I simply move away | |
| I will sing you this song of All my pain. So listen Great roaring. Tears pouring Down unto me from my lover The winter in your soul Has frozen me forever. |
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