Song | Womb of the Worm |
Artist | Skyclad |
Album | Prince of the Poverty Line |
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作词 : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
Black hat stranger - affluent as effluent | |
Hides behind his mirror shades and crocodile smile | |
Preying on the weak, the vulnerable and innocent | |
All things pure and virginal he will defile. | |
Shepherd of a flock of black sheep - he knows his charges well | |
Their thirst for life is drowning down in his snow filled hell... | |
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie. | |
Slaves to the only god they know, | |
Drawn by the song of the cosmic diva | |
The lord of the flies is a dandy beau | |
King of the hill in the new | |
Bohemia Where does he come from, their redeemer | |
Where does he dwell? (they never learn) | |
What is the prize for the true believer? | |
Rotting away in the "Womb of the Worm"? | |
Death is the hand of a handsome stranger - (he speaks, heads turn) | |
Babes unaware of impending danger - quickening dead in the "Womb of the Worm" | |
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie. | |
At the gravesides of sad lonely children | |
Reason sits with a tear in her eye | |
Killed in their prime - tell me why were they taken? | |
It's not them but "the Worm" that should die. "Stabat Mater Dolorosa" - a grieving mother's sad refrain | |
Chasing dragons in the subway, to kill the time and ease the pain. | |
Words of "the Worm": "Don't be afraid - just take my hand 'cause life's too short to be a bore Try it once, you'll understand Why they keep coming back for more." | |
Form an orderly line outside death's door | |
If you want to taste his sweet amnesia | |
He's never short of clientele | |
Though most of them die from a fatal seizure | |
Another mother cries to a chat-show host (she speaks - my stomach churns) | |
I hear how a young kid - now a young ghost | |
Died a sickening death in "the Womb of the Worm." | |
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die - in "the Womb of the Worm" they lie. |
zuo ci : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
Black hat stranger affluent as effluent | |
Hides behind his mirror shades and crocodile smile | |
Preying on the weak, the vulnerable and innocent | |
All things pure and virginal he will defile. | |
Shepherd of a flock of black sheep he knows his charges well | |
Their thirst for life is drowning down in his snow filled hell... | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie. | |
Slaves to the only god they know, | |
Drawn by the song of the cosmic diva | |
The lord of the flies is a dandy beau | |
King of the hill in the new | |
Bohemia Where does he come from, their redeemer | |
Where does he dwell? they never learn | |
What is the prize for the true believer? | |
Rotting away in the " Womb of the Worm"? | |
Death is the hand of a handsome stranger he speaks, heads turn | |
Babes unaware of impending danger quickening dead in the " Womb of the Worm" | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie. | |
At the gravesides of sad lonely children | |
Reason sits with a tear in her eye | |
Killed in their prime tell me why were they taken? | |
It' s not them but " the Worm" that should die. " Stabat Mater Dolorosa" a grieving mother' s sad refrain | |
Chasing dragons in the subway, to kill the time and ease the pain. | |
Words of " the Worm": " Don' t be afraid just take my hand ' cause life' s too short to be a bore Try it once, you' ll understand Why they keep coming back for more." | |
Form an orderly line outside death' s door | |
If you want to taste his sweet amnesia | |
He' s never short of clientele | |
Though most of them die from a fatal seizure | |
Another mother cries to a chatshow host she speaks my stomach churns | |
I hear how a young kid now a young ghost | |
Died a sickening death in " the Womb of the Worm." | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie. |
zuò cí : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
Black hat stranger affluent as effluent | |
Hides behind his mirror shades and crocodile smile | |
Preying on the weak, the vulnerable and innocent | |
All things pure and virginal he will defile. | |
Shepherd of a flock of black sheep he knows his charges well | |
Their thirst for life is drowning down in his snow filled hell... | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie. | |
Slaves to the only god they know, | |
Drawn by the song of the cosmic diva | |
The lord of the flies is a dandy beau | |
King of the hill in the new | |
Bohemia Where does he come from, their redeemer | |
Where does he dwell? they never learn | |
What is the prize for the true believer? | |
Rotting away in the " Womb of the Worm"? | |
Death is the hand of a handsome stranger he speaks, heads turn | |
Babes unaware of impending danger quickening dead in the " Womb of the Worm" | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie. | |
At the gravesides of sad lonely children | |
Reason sits with a tear in her eye | |
Killed in their prime tell me why were they taken? | |
It' s not them but " the Worm" that should die. " Stabat Mater Dolorosa" a grieving mother' s sad refrain | |
Chasing dragons in the subway, to kill the time and ease the pain. | |
Words of " the Worm": " Don' t be afraid just take my hand ' cause life' s too short to be a bore Try it once, you' ll understand Why they keep coming back for more." | |
Form an orderly line outside death' s door | |
If you want to taste his sweet amnesia | |
He' s never short of clientele | |
Though most of them die from a fatal seizure | |
Another mother cries to a chatshow host she speaks my stomach churns | |
I hear how a young kid now a young ghost | |
Died a sickening death in " the Womb of the Worm." | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie | |
They never die in " the Womb of the Worm" they lie. |