歌曲 | Rust Cleansing |
歌手 | Madder Mortem |
专辑 | Deadlands |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
Silence has already spoken | |
They have all failed to hold their chairs | |
Shame left its print on their faces | |
Muted and perfectly there | |
And so am | |
I Rust, cleansing in harm | |
Echoes of laughter and beauty | |
Cleverly disguised and still and cold | |
In every eye silver mirrors (without compassion) | |
Plasterlike face ignores the call | |
And so will | |
I Rust, cleansing in harm | |
The unforgiving mask that drives the lesson home | |
The fear that ties us down and leaves us all alone | |
We are all alone | |
Screaming beneath placid gazes | |
No one is there to break the fall | |
Spineless and amazed we greet the metaphor that leaves us as beggars at the door | |
And so we tie | |
Rust, cleansing in harm | |
The bond that ties us holds | |
Hate the price we pay |
zuo qu : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
Silence has already spoken | |
They have all failed to hold their chairs | |
Shame left its print on their faces | |
Muted and perfectly there | |
And so am | |
I Rust, cleansing in harm | |
Echoes of laughter and beauty | |
Cleverly disguised and still and cold | |
In every eye silver mirrors without compassion | |
Plasterlike face ignores the call | |
And so will | |
I Rust, cleansing in harm | |
The unforgiving mask that drives the lesson home | |
The fear that ties us down and leaves us all alone | |
We are all alone | |
Screaming beneath placid gazes | |
No one is there to break the fall | |
Spineless and amazed we greet the metaphor that leaves us as beggars at the door | |
And so we tie | |
Rust, cleansing in harm | |
The bond that ties us holds | |
Hate the price we pay |
zuò qǔ : Agnete, Madder Mortem | |
Silence has already spoken | |
They have all failed to hold their chairs | |
Shame left its print on their faces | |
Muted and perfectly there | |
And so am | |
I Rust, cleansing in harm | |
Echoes of laughter and beauty | |
Cleverly disguised and still and cold | |
In every eye silver mirrors without compassion | |
Plasterlike face ignores the call | |
And so will | |
I Rust, cleansing in harm | |
The unforgiving mask that drives the lesson home | |
The fear that ties us down and leaves us all alone | |
We are all alone | |
Screaming beneath placid gazes | |
No one is there to break the fall | |
Spineless and amazed we greet the metaphor that leaves us as beggars at the door | |
And so we tie | |
Rust, cleansing in harm | |
The bond that ties us holds | |
Hate the price we pay |