Death Mask 歌词
| 歌曲 | Death Mask |
| 歌手 | Exhumed |
| 专辑 | Gore Metal |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.000] | 作曲 : Harvey |
| [00:25.738] | A sombre study in an ashen shade of grey |
| [00:27.591] | The haunting eyes of the lifeless not yet rotten |
| [00:29.479] | Embalming fluid stave off incursive decay |
| [00:31.425] | Chemicals course through passages that life has forgotten |
| [00:33.409] | Preservatives bubble and fume shades of jaundice and amber |
| [00:35.468] | Sequestered alone in my embalming chamber |
| [00:37.443] | Unknowing, unseeing, and laid spread-eagle on the slab |
| [00:39.436] | A lackluster piece of meat I polish, scrub, and swab |
| [00:41.704] | Meticulously grooming and brushing, clipping with care |
| [00:43.865] | Each detail is attended to as I drag a comb through the hair |
| [00:46.167] | I beautify the blemished face of the deceased |
| [00:48.412] | In the hopes that the bereaved will be somewhat at peace |
| [00:53.609] | Somewhat at peace |
| [00:57.640] | This is my endeavour of dubious merit |
| [00:59.272] | My morbid application of sleight of hand |
| [01:00.716] | A charlatan for the mourning and timid |
| [01:02.116] | A touch up artist for the dead, gone, and bland |
| [01:32.264] | To sanitize the ghastly countenance of death |
| [01:35.226] | Whose true rigors are best left unseen |
| [01:39.026] | Powders, puffs, and chemicals are all that is left |
| [01:42.457] | A corpse made to strut, prance, and preen |
| [01:53.790] | Romanticizing rigor mortis, and death be not vain |
| [01:55.897] | Caked with layers of powder, toner, and deceit |
| [01:58.151] | I vomit on the floor at the leering, smiling face |
| [02:00.468] | Leaving the deception not yet fully complete |
| [02:02.907] | My make-up kit now callously discarded |
| [02:05.178] | No more use for toners, blushes, and rouge |
| [02:07.079] | Extracting the tools of dissection |
| [02:09.097] | Forceps, scalpels, and pins I eagerly peruse |
| [02:11.211] | A sanguinary frenzy now ensues |
| [02:13.280] | Carving, rending, and generally making a mess |
| [02:15.734] | Carbonated embalming fluid foams from vacant eyesockets |
| [02:18.197] | Splattering and sullying your sunday best |
| [02:20.397] | Ineptly mangled and randomly remade |
| [02:22.124] | Taking a stab at plastic surgery on human remains |
| [02:23.704] | Weaving a wretched, fleshy tapestry of gore |
| [02:25.287] | A collage of tongue, skin, blood, sinew, and brain |
| [02:27.087] | Your face stricken with total disfiguration |
| [02:28.660] | The dignity of death now cruelly erased |
| [02:30.152] | Somewhat innappropriately dressed for the somber occasion |
| [02:31.584] | No pretense remains as you're sent off to your wake |
| [00:00.000] | zuo qu : Harvey |
| [00:25.738] | A sombre study in an ashen shade of grey |
| [00:27.591] | The haunting eyes of the lifeless not yet rotten |
| [00:29.479] | Embalming fluid stave off incursive decay |
| [00:31.425] | Chemicals course through passages that life has forgotten |
| [00:33.409] | Preservatives bubble and fume shades of jaundice and amber |
| [00:35.468] | Sequestered alone in my embalming chamber |
| [00:37.443] | Unknowing, unseeing, and laid spreadeagle on the slab |
| [00:39.436] | A lackluster piece of meat I polish, scrub, and swab |
| [00:41.704] | Meticulously grooming and brushing, clipping with care |
| [00:43.865] | Each detail is attended to as I drag a comb through the hair |
| [00:46.167] | I beautify the blemished face of the deceased |
| [00:48.412] | In the hopes that the bereaved will be somewhat at peace |
| [00:53.609] | Somewhat at peace |
| [00:57.640] | This is my endeavour of dubious merit |
| [00:59.272] | My morbid application of sleight of hand |
| [01:00.716] | A charlatan for the mourning and timid |
| [01:02.116] | A touch up artist for the dead, gone, and bland |
| [01:32.264] | To sanitize the ghastly countenance of death |
| [01:35.226] | Whose true rigors are best left unseen |
| [01:39.026] | Powders, puffs, and chemicals are all that is left |
| [01:42.457] | A corpse made to strut, prance, and preen |
| [01:53.790] | Romanticizing rigor mortis, and death be not vain |
| [01:55.897] | Caked with layers of powder, toner, and deceit |
| [01:58.151] | I vomit on the floor at the leering, smiling face |
| [02:00.468] | Leaving the deception not yet fully complete |
| [02:02.907] | My makeup kit now callously discarded |
| [02:05.178] | No more use for toners, blushes, and rouge |
| [02:07.079] | Extracting the tools of dissection |
| [02:09.097] | Forceps, scalpels, and pins I eagerly peruse |
| [02:11.211] | A sanguinary frenzy now ensues |
| [02:13.280] | Carving, rending, and generally making a mess |
| [02:15.734] | Carbonated embalming fluid foams from vacant eyesockets |
| [02:18.197] | Splattering and sullying your sunday best |
| [02:20.397] | Ineptly mangled and randomly remade |
| [02:22.124] | Taking a stab at plastic surgery on human remains |
| [02:23.704] | Weaving a wretched, fleshy tapestry of gore |
| [02:25.287] | A collage of tongue, skin, blood, sinew, and brain |
| [02:27.087] | Your face stricken with total disfiguration |
| [02:28.660] | The dignity of death now cruelly erased |
| [02:30.152] | Somewhat innappropriately dressed for the somber occasion |
| [02:31.584] | No pretense remains as you' re sent off to your wake |
| [00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : Harvey |
| [00:25.738] | A sombre study in an ashen shade of grey |
| [00:27.591] | The haunting eyes of the lifeless not yet rotten |
| [00:29.479] | Embalming fluid stave off incursive decay |
| [00:31.425] | Chemicals course through passages that life has forgotten |
| [00:33.409] | Preservatives bubble and fume shades of jaundice and amber |
| [00:35.468] | Sequestered alone in my embalming chamber |
| [00:37.443] | Unknowing, unseeing, and laid spreadeagle on the slab |
| [00:39.436] | A lackluster piece of meat I polish, scrub, and swab |
| [00:41.704] | Meticulously grooming and brushing, clipping with care |
| [00:43.865] | Each detail is attended to as I drag a comb through the hair |
| [00:46.167] | I beautify the blemished face of the deceased |
| [00:48.412] | In the hopes that the bereaved will be somewhat at peace |
| [00:53.609] | Somewhat at peace |
| [00:57.640] | This is my endeavour of dubious merit |
| [00:59.272] | My morbid application of sleight of hand |
| [01:00.716] | A charlatan for the mourning and timid |
| [01:02.116] | A touch up artist for the dead, gone, and bland |
| [01:32.264] | To sanitize the ghastly countenance of death |
| [01:35.226] | Whose true rigors are best left unseen |
| [01:39.026] | Powders, puffs, and chemicals are all that is left |
| [01:42.457] | A corpse made to strut, prance, and preen |
| [01:53.790] | Romanticizing rigor mortis, and death be not vain |
| [01:55.897] | Caked with layers of powder, toner, and deceit |
| [01:58.151] | I vomit on the floor at the leering, smiling face |
| [02:00.468] | Leaving the deception not yet fully complete |
| [02:02.907] | My makeup kit now callously discarded |
| [02:05.178] | No more use for toners, blushes, and rouge |
| [02:07.079] | Extracting the tools of dissection |
| [02:09.097] | Forceps, scalpels, and pins I eagerly peruse |
| [02:11.211] | A sanguinary frenzy now ensues |
| [02:13.280] | Carving, rending, and generally making a mess |
| [02:15.734] | Carbonated embalming fluid foams from vacant eyesockets |
| [02:18.197] | Splattering and sullying your sunday best |
| [02:20.397] | Ineptly mangled and randomly remade |
| [02:22.124] | Taking a stab at plastic surgery on human remains |
| [02:23.704] | Weaving a wretched, fleshy tapestry of gore |
| [02:25.287] | A collage of tongue, skin, blood, sinew, and brain |
| [02:27.087] | Your face stricken with total disfiguration |
| [02:28.660] | The dignity of death now cruelly erased |
| [02:30.152] | Somewhat innappropriately dressed for the somber occasion |
| [02:31.584] | No pretense remains as you' re sent off to your wake |
| [00:25.738] | 一片死灰的色调里，透着彻骨的阴沉 |
| [00:27.591] | 那些还没烂透的尸体，眼睛里缠着不散的阴魂 |
| [00:29.479] | 防腐液堵着腐烂的势头，不让它往里侵 |
| [00:31.425] | 那些早被生命抛弃的血管里，流着化学药剂的冷 |
| [00:33.409] | 防腐剂咕嘟冒泡，飘出蜡黄琥珀的污气 |
| [00:35.468] | 我独守在这防腐间，没半分人气 |
| [00:37.443] | 尸体四仰八叉躺在台面上，啥也不知啥也看不清 |
| [00:39.436] | 我对着这坨没生气的肉，擦了又擦，磨了又净 |
| [00:41.704] | 仔仔细细拾掇，小心翼翼修剪 |
| [00:43.865] | 梳过头发的每一下，都盯着细节不偷懒 |
| [00:46.167] | 把死者脸上的疤和痕，全收拾得好看 |
| [00:48.412] | 就盼着那些送葬的人，能稍微心里安 |
| [00:53.609] | 能稍微心里安 |
| [00:57.640] | 这就是我干的营生，说不上半分体面 |
| [00:59.272] | 靠着手上的小把戏，做着这病态的勾当 |
| [01:00.716] | 在悲伤的、胆小的人面前，装模作样的骗子一个样 |
| [01:02.116] | 给那些凉透的、没死的、干巴巴的尸体，当补妆的工匠 |
| [01:32.264] | 把死亡那副狰狞的模样，全抹得干净 |
| [01:35.226] | 它真正的惨状，本就不该让人看清 |
| [01:39.026] | 最后就剩粉饼、粉扑、各色化学药剂 |
| [01:42.457] | 把一具尸体，捯饬得像模像样，摆着好看的造型 |
| [01:53.790] | 把尸僵吹得多浪漫，说死亡也配得上体面 |
| [01:55.897] | 脸上糊着一层又一层粉、化妆水，全是欺骗 |
| [01:58.151] | 看着那具咧着嘴笑的尸体，我对着地板吐翻 |
| [02:00.468] | 这骗人的把戏，还没做完 |
| [02:02.907] | 化妆箱被我狠狠扔在一边 |
| [02:05.178] | 化妆水、腮红、口红，再也用不着沾 |
| [02:07.079] | 掏出解剖的家伙什，一个个拿在眼前 |
| [02:09.097] | 镊子、手术刀、钢针，我看得眼馋 |
| [02:11.211] | 瞬间陷入嗜血的疯狂，没半点收敛 |
| [02:13.280] | 割着、扯着，把一切搅得一团乱 |
| [02:15.734] | 碳酸防腐液从空洞的眼窝往外冒，泡沫翻卷 |
| [02:18.197] | 溅得你礼拜天穿的体面衣裳，全是污斑 |
| [02:20.397] | 把尸体胡乱扯碎，又随手拼得乱七八糟 |
| [02:22.124] | 对着死人的残骸，瞎搞所谓的整容一套 |
| [02:23.704] | 用血肉织出一张狰狞的网，满是血污和腐糟 |
| [02:25.287] | 舌头、皮肤、血、筋腱、脑浆，拼得一团糟 |
| [02:27.087] | 你的脸被彻底毁得没个人样 |
| [02:28.660] | 死亡仅存的那点尊严，被我狠狠抹光 |
| [02:30.152] | 这般阴沉的场合，你穿的衣裳也透着荒唐 |
| [02:31.584] | 送去守灵的那一刻，所有伪装全他妈露相 |
相似歌曲
YouTube搜索结果 (转至YouTube)