| 歌曲 | Lotus And The Languorous |
| 歌手 | Falling Up |
| 专辑 | Fangs! |
| 作曲 : Crescenzo, Ribordy | |
| Small and sleeping children's song | |
| The kind that wished for death | |
| Salt beyond our lady Satuernn's Reef | |
| Has whored herself to rest | |
| Silver stab in the noontide, | |
| In the frayed and edge of the sea | |
| Fell quick to the snow, still life | |
| Sprawled out in the cold, he said | |
| There was dancing on the ceiling | |
| I was strapped down to the anchors | |
| Stumble out your breathing speaks | |
| As heavy in the prose | |
| Salt beyond our lady Satuernn's Reef | |
| Has wounded several more | |
| Silver stab in the noontide, | |
| In the frayed and edge of the sea | |
| Fell quick to the snow, still life | |
| Sprawled out in the cold, he said | |
| There was dancing on the ceiling | |
| I was strapped down to the anchors | |
| Twisting down the drain | |
| Infinities of microscopic blades that crawl your skin | |
| Hiding under fingernails and spilling you to slip | |
| Damned towards several silver stabs | |
| Pricking your sedated episodes | |
| I was strapped down to the anchors | |
| Down, down, down.. | |
| Where will those mermaids lead him? |
| zuò qǔ : Crescenzo, Ribordy | |
| Small and sleeping children' s song | |
| The kind that wished for death | |
| Salt beyond our lady Satuernn' s Reef | |
| Has whored herself to rest | |
| Silver stab in the noontide, | |
| In the frayed and edge of the sea | |
| Fell quick to the snow, still life | |
| Sprawled out in the cold, he said | |
| There was dancing on the ceiling | |
| I was strapped down to the anchors | |
| Stumble out your breathing speaks | |
| As heavy in the prose | |
| Salt beyond our lady Satuernn' s Reef | |
| Has wounded several more | |
| Silver stab in the noontide, | |
| In the frayed and edge of the sea | |
| Fell quick to the snow, still life | |
| Sprawled out in the cold, he said | |
| There was dancing on the ceiling | |
| I was strapped down to the anchors | |
| Twisting down the drain | |
| Infinities of microscopic blades that crawl your skin | |
| Hiding under fingernails and spilling you to slip | |
| Damned towards several silver stabs | |
| Pricking your sedated episodes | |
| I was strapped down to the anchors | |
| Down, down, down.. | |
| Where will those mermaids lead him? |