Nero's Fiddle

歌曲 Nero's Fiddle
歌手 Clutch
专辑 Pitchfork & Lost Needles

歌词

Sick though it may seem

It has always been a dream

Of mine to watch you drop

Like one million freezing flies
Psychopathic my mathematic

Always sums to zero
Population, your equation always equal hero
Burn, burn
So the fruits of your labours

Have fermented into wine

And the sweat that you dripped
Is now the honey of the hive
The city is a burning sun

And I a blooming flower
The fire, the flame
The passion, the power
Burn, burn
And you, your kindling, innocent
The fruits of your labours
Have fermented into wine

And the sweat that you dripped
Is now the honey of the hive

The city is a burning sun

And I a blooming flower
The fire, the flame

The passion, the power
Burn, burn
The fire, the flame

The passion, the power
The fire, the flame

The passion, the power

拼音

Sick though it may seem

It has always been a dream

Of mine to watch you drop

Like one million freezing flies
Psychopathic my mathematic

Always sums to zero
Population, your equation always equal hero
Burn, burn
So the fruits of your labours

Have fermented into wine

And the sweat that you dripped
Is now the honey of the hive
The city is a burning sun

And I a blooming flower
The fire, the flame
The passion, the power
Burn, burn
And you, your kindling, innocent
The fruits of your labours
Have fermented into wine

And the sweat that you dripped
Is now the honey of the hive

The city is a burning sun

And I a blooming flower
The fire, the flame

The passion, the power
Burn, burn
The fire, the flame

The passion, the power
The fire, the flame

The passion, the power