| 歌曲 | ExitingARM |
| 歌手 | Subtle |
| 专辑 | ExitingARM |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Drucker | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension | |
| (x2) | |
| To cut out the middle mind and dine | |
| Dine hard | |
| To dine on the nectar hard | |
| To dine on royal oil of arm | |
| And resign the simple engine of your fears to time | |
| And resign your slight regime to time | |
| A you immune | |
| to the gross and grow cold of what you know prose | |
| What your know won't sow | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension ; | |
| When last we left Hour Hero Yes | |
| Left one part endless, two parts death | |
| (x2) | |
| It's tell fright and all light | |
| To a soft right angle of good man | |
| (x2) (Cut in after first line of repeated "Away" ended with "To go off black") | |
| And from one keep to another | |
| You left with what you there's left | |
| Honest, in a skin-thin armor | |
| And the wild of guess | |
| Blood swapped with seems breath breath | |
| (Not ghost not dead not) | |
| To separate yourself from your effects | |
| And to evacuate one's sturdy flesh | |
| Would you skin your skull to draw its strength? | |
| Oh no you're way to goner for that | |
| Would you swallow a lie to disinfect your angst? | |
| Oh no you're way to goner for that | |
| Would you razorblade redecorate your arm? | |
| Oh no you're way to goner for that | |
| Would you freeze a lake shut just to steal you calm | |
| Oh no you're way too far gone | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension ; | |
| When last we left Hour Hero Yes | |
| Left one part endless, two parts death | |
| (x2) |
| zuo qu : Drucker | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension | |
| x2 | |
| To cut out the middle mind and dine | |
| Dine hard | |
| To dine on the nectar hard | |
| To dine on royal oil of arm | |
| And resign the simple engine of your fears to time | |
| And resign your slight regime to time | |
| A you immune | |
| to the gross and grow cold of what you know prose | |
| What your know won' t sow | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension nbsp | |
| When last we left Hour Hero Yes | |
| Left one part endless, two parts death | |
| x2 | |
| It' s tell fright and all light | |
| To a soft right angle of good man | |
| x2 Cut in after first line of repeated " Away" ended with " To go off black" | |
| And from one keep to another | |
| You left with what you there' s left | |
| Honest, in a skinthin armor | |
| And the wild of guess | |
| Blood swapped with seems breath breath | |
| Not ghost not dead not | |
| To separate yourself from your effects | |
| And to evacuate one' s sturdy flesh | |
| Would you skin your skull to draw its strength? | |
| Oh no you' re way to goner for that | |
| Would you swallow a lie to disinfect your angst? | |
| Oh no you' re way to goner for that | |
| Would you razorblade redecorate your arm? | |
| Oh no you' re way to goner for that | |
| Would you freeze a lake shut just to steal you calm | |
| Oh no you' re way too far gone | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension nbsp | |
| When last we left Hour Hero Yes | |
| Left one part endless, two parts death | |
| x2 |
| zuò qǔ : Drucker | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension | |
| x2 | |
| To cut out the middle mind and dine | |
| Dine hard | |
| To dine on the nectar hard | |
| To dine on royal oil of arm | |
| And resign the simple engine of your fears to time | |
| And resign your slight regime to time | |
| A you immune | |
| to the gross and grow cold of what you know prose | |
| What your know won' t sow | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension nbsp | |
| When last we left Hour Hero Yes | |
| Left one part endless, two parts death | |
| x2 | |
| It' s tell fright and all light | |
| To a soft right angle of good man | |
| x2 Cut in after first line of repeated " Away" ended with " To go off black" | |
| And from one keep to another | |
| You left with what you there' s left | |
| Honest, in a skinthin armor | |
| And the wild of guess | |
| Blood swapped with seems breath breath | |
| Not ghost not dead not | |
| To separate yourself from your effects | |
| And to evacuate one' s sturdy flesh | |
| Would you skin your skull to draw its strength? | |
| Oh no you' re way to goner for that | |
| Would you swallow a lie to disinfect your angst? | |
| Oh no you' re way to goner for that | |
| Would you razorblade redecorate your arm? | |
| Oh no you' re way to goner for that | |
| Would you freeze a lake shut just to steal you calm | |
| Oh no you' re way too far gone | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension | |
| Exiting arm | |
| The pit and alabaster ascension nbsp | |
| When last we left Hour Hero Yes | |
| Left one part endless, two parts death | |
| x2 |