| Song | This Barren Skin |
| Artist | Funeral |
| Album | From These Wounds |
| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Ottersen, Ottersen |
| [01:19.47] | May I wear you this night |
| [01:23.23] | As we marvel at our death |
| [01:27.30] | I would wane within your art |
| [01:31.35] | As you would become me |
| [01:50.88] | Like ashes circling the pyre |
| [01:55.34] | With virtues of the seraphim |
| [01:59.00] | While prancing indifferently |
| [02:02.49] | Amid the devil's fingers |
| [02:07.57] | The sun, the moon |
| [02:10.86] | Our garments of glee and distress |
| [02:14.54] | In their wake we are born dying |
| [02:19.14] | Voicing insignificance |
| [02:22.44] | Awake with me into glacial skies |
| [02:26.59] | As the earth below lies august |
| [02:30.42] | Should time be meek we may drink |
| [02:34.24] | Of oceans of ageless silence |
| [03:15.01] | The north is unfurling |
| [03:17.42] | It's presence welded on us |
| [03:22.16] | Latent - a monument |
| [03:25.18] | Amid ethereal bosoms |
| [04:00.74] | Like ashes circling the pyre |
| [04:04.76] | With virtues of the seraphim |
| [04:08.66] | While prancing indifferently |
| [04:12.32] | Amid the devil's fingers |
| [04:17.55] | The sun, the moon |
| [04:20.30] | Our garments of glee and distress |
| [04:24.32] | In their wake we are born dying |
| [04:28.20] | Voicing insignificance |
| [04:32.41] | Awake with me into glacial skies |
| [04:36.16] | As the earth below lies august |
| [04:40.11] | Should time be meek we may drink |
| [04:43.96] | Of oceans of ageless silence |
| [04:55.50] | The north is unfurling |
| [05:35.79] | We kneel in tragedy on tundra |
| [05:39.51] | This barren skin |
| [05:42.98] | Ailing slaves to the word |
| [05:47.04] | Within the rigid commandment of woe |
| [05:52.00] | Shackles corrode lesions |
| [05:54.81] | In the morning regions |
| [05:58.75] | Where the pores expose |
| [06:01.74] | Beneath a cynical host |
| [06:06.60] | Designs of irony |
| [06:10.13] | Raped and bereft of all |
| [06:14.41] | In a sigh of ephemeral room |
| [06:18.06] | And eternal baptism of fire |
| [06:54.62] | Like ashes circling the pyre |
| [06:57.58] | With virtues of the seraphim |
| [07:01.68] | While prancing indifferently |
| [07:05.30] | Amid the devil's fingers |
| [07:10.22] | The sun, the moon |
| [07:13.26] | Our garments of glee and distress |
| [07:17.33] | In their wake we are born dying |
| [07:21.18] | Voicing insignificance |
| [07:25.44] | Awake with me into glacial skies |
| [07:29.19] | As the earth below lies august |
| [07:33.40] | Should time be meek we may drink |
| [07:36.96] | Of oceans of ageless silence |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Ottersen, Ottersen |
| [01:19.47] | May I wear you this night |
| [01:23.23] | As we marvel at our death |
| [01:27.30] | I would wane within your art |
| [01:31.35] | As you would become me |
| [01:50.88] | Like ashes circling the pyre |
| [01:55.34] | With virtues of the seraphim |
| [01:59.00] | While prancing indifferently |
| [02:02.49] | Amid the devil' s fingers |
| [02:07.57] | The sun, the moon |
| [02:10.86] | Our garments of glee and distress |
| [02:14.54] | In their wake we are born dying |
| [02:19.14] | Voicing insignificance |
| [02:22.44] | Awake with me into glacial skies |
| [02:26.59] | As the earth below lies august |
| [02:30.42] | Should time be meek we may drink |
| [02:34.24] | Of oceans of ageless silence |
| [03:15.01] | The north is unfurling |
| [03:17.42] | It' s presence welded on us |
| [03:22.16] | Latent a monument |
| [03:25.18] | Amid ethereal bosoms |
| [04:00.74] | Like ashes circling the pyre |
| [04:04.76] | With virtues of the seraphim |
| [04:08.66] | While prancing indifferently |
| [04:12.32] | Amid the devil' s fingers |
| [04:17.55] | The sun, the moon |
| [04:20.30] | Our garments of glee and distress |
| [04:24.32] | In their wake we are born dying |
| [04:28.20] | Voicing insignificance |
| [04:32.41] | Awake with me into glacial skies |
| [04:36.16] | As the earth below lies august |
| [04:40.11] | Should time be meek we may drink |
| [04:43.96] | Of oceans of ageless silence |
| [04:55.50] | The north is unfurling |
| [05:35.79] | We kneel in tragedy on tundra |
| [05:39.51] | This barren skin |
| [05:42.98] | Ailing slaves to the word |
| [05:47.04] | Within the rigid commandment of woe |
| [05:52.00] | Shackles corrode lesions |
| [05:54.81] | In the morning regions |
| [05:58.75] | Where the pores expose |
| [06:01.74] | Beneath a cynical host |
| [06:06.60] | Designs of irony |
| [06:10.13] | Raped and bereft of all |
| [06:14.41] | In a sigh of ephemeral room |
| [06:18.06] | And eternal baptism of fire |
| [06:54.62] | Like ashes circling the pyre |
| [06:57.58] | With virtues of the seraphim |
| [07:01.68] | While prancing indifferently |
| [07:05.30] | Amid the devil' s fingers |
| [07:10.22] | The sun, the moon |
| [07:13.26] | Our garments of glee and distress |
| [07:17.33] | In their wake we are born dying |
| [07:21.18] | Voicing insignificance |
| [07:25.44] | Awake with me into glacial skies |
| [07:29.19] | As the earth below lies august |
| [07:33.40] | Should time be meek we may drink |
| [07:36.96] | Of oceans of ageless silence |