Song | Ostia (The Death of Pasolini) |
Artist | Coil |
Album | A Guide for Beginners: A Silver Voice |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Balance, Coil | |
There's honey in the hollows | |
And the contours of the body | |
A sluggish golden river | |
A sickly golden trickle | |
A golden, sticky trickle | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
And the car reverses over | |
The body in the basin | |
In the shallow sea-plane basin | |
And the car reverses over | |
And his body rolls over | |
Crushed from the shoulder | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
Singing like a puncture | |
Singing like a puncture | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
And the bloodstained coast of Ostia | |
Leon like a lion | |
Sleeping in the sunshine | |
Lion lies down | |
Lion lies down | |
Out of the strong came forth sweetness | |
Out of the strong came forth sweetness | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And murder me in Ostia | |
And murder me in Ostia | |
The sea of Rome | |
And the bloodstained coast | |
And the car reverses over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
And murder me in Ostia |
zuo ci : Balance, Coil | |
There' s honey in the hollows | |
And the contours of the body | |
A sluggish golden river | |
A sickly golden trickle | |
A golden, sticky trickle | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
And the car reverses over | |
The body in the basin | |
In the shallow seaplane basin | |
And the car reverses over | |
And his body rolls over | |
Crushed from the shoulder | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
Singing like a puncture | |
Singing like a puncture | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
And the bloodstained coast of Ostia | |
Leon like a lion | |
Sleeping in the sunshine | |
Lion lies down | |
Lion lies down | |
Out of the strong came forth sweetness | |
Out of the strong came forth sweetness | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And murder me in Ostia | |
And murder me in Ostia | |
The sea of Rome | |
And the bloodstained coast | |
And the car reverses over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
And murder me in Ostia |
zuò cí : Balance, Coil | |
There' s honey in the hollows | |
And the contours of the body | |
A sluggish golden river | |
A sickly golden trickle | |
A golden, sticky trickle | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
And the car reverses over | |
The body in the basin | |
In the shallow seaplane basin | |
And the car reverses over | |
And his body rolls over | |
Crushed from the shoulder | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
Singing like a puncture | |
Singing like a puncture | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Killed to keep the world turning | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
And the bloodstained coast of Ostia | |
Leon like a lion | |
Sleeping in the sunshine | |
Lion lies down | |
Lion lies down | |
Out of the strong came forth sweetness | |
Out of the strong came forth sweetness | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And murder me in Ostia | |
And murder me in Ostia | |
The sea of Rome | |
And the bloodstained coast | |
And the car reverses over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
You can hear the bones humming | |
Throw his bones over | |
The white cliffs of Dover | |
And into the sea, the sea of Rome | |
And murder me in Ostia |