Song | For to End Yet Again |
Artist | Arcturus |
Album | The Sham Mirrors |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : G., Johnsen, Rex | |
Full of frequency | |
an unintelligible roar | |
of everything that ever lived | |
of altogether avoided life | |
A storm of voices | |
and backward thoughts | |
Through deserts of sand, | |
through gutters of shite | |
For to end yet again | |
For to end yet again | |
Drums and flames | |
our bodies in ruins | |
and I say my name | |
without my voice | |
Speed increases | |
fucking all up | |
in a whirling wind | |
tearing all order apart | |
in order to rebuild order | |
For to end yet again | |
For to end yet again | |
Don't fight it, you'll only | |
whirl up all mass hysteria | |
in your thousandfold self | |
Police, police, police | |
please stop the Euro | |
from binar, bin Laden | |
Io, paramount pan | |
Io, paradox pan | |
We lost eachother | |
We slide unnoticeably | |
In hallucinatory orbit | |
around the sun | |
The black sun | |
Oh, the black sun |
zuo ci : G., Johnsen, Rex | |
Full of frequency | |
an unintelligible roar | |
of everything that ever lived | |
of altogether avoided life | |
A storm of voices | |
and backward thoughts | |
Through deserts of sand, | |
through gutters of shite | |
For to end yet again | |
For to end yet again | |
Drums and flames | |
our bodies in ruins | |
and I say my name | |
without my voice | |
Speed increases | |
fucking all up | |
in a whirling wind | |
tearing all order apart | |
in order to rebuild order | |
For to end yet again | |
For to end yet again | |
Don' t fight it, you' ll only | |
whirl up all mass hysteria | |
in your thousandfold self | |
Police, police, police | |
please stop the Euro | |
from binar, bin Laden | |
Io, paramount pan | |
Io, paradox pan | |
We lost eachother | |
We slide unnoticeably | |
In hallucinatory orbit | |
around the sun | |
The black sun | |
Oh, the black sun |
zuò cí : G., Johnsen, Rex | |
Full of frequency | |
an unintelligible roar | |
of everything that ever lived | |
of altogether avoided life | |
A storm of voices | |
and backward thoughts | |
Through deserts of sand, | |
through gutters of shite | |
For to end yet again | |
For to end yet again | |
Drums and flames | |
our bodies in ruins | |
and I say my name | |
without my voice | |
Speed increases | |
fucking all up | |
in a whirling wind | |
tearing all order apart | |
in order to rebuild order | |
For to end yet again | |
For to end yet again | |
Don' t fight it, you' ll only | |
whirl up all mass hysteria | |
in your thousandfold self | |
Police, police, police | |
please stop the Euro | |
from binar, bin Laden | |
Io, paramount pan | |
Io, paradox pan | |
We lost eachother | |
We slide unnoticeably | |
In hallucinatory orbit | |
around the sun | |
The black sun | |
Oh, the black sun |