Song | Blackeyes |
Artist | Ancient |
作曲 : Jesus Christ!, Thorne | |
A beginning brings forth questions. | |
Answered are these with lie upon web. | |
Shiver, does the child draped in it's disgrace. | |
The web grows like a poisonous vine fed by storybook filth, tangling it's hypocritical mass around the throat of human instinct like a self-perpetuating noose. | |
The one dangling in rage, refusing to choke, gains a dagger to sever all ties to the vine of self-deceit. | |
Consuming the melody of shrieking horrorжthe blade penetrates as he becomes in harmony with his action. | |
The constant twilight of the forbidden is unveiled, revealing darkness to be ravished forever by the intellect of | |
BLACKEYES. | |
Disgusted by the pathetic pleading swollen holes of the "holy" | |
BLACKEYES | |
Prepared to protect any path he hath chosen. | |
BLACKEYES | |
Contempt for all benevolent spinners now clinging to the vine. | |
FEELING, S | |
EEING, KNO | |
WING, BEIN | |
Gж Lift your sword, slice the vine. | |
Feast on pleasure, swim in life's wine. | |
Take your vengeance now and rise, torment those who fear | |
BLACKEYES | |
All who waste life on bended knees are begging for death to take them, so be it go humbly to your god in white. | |
Look to my | |
Blackeyes for a reflection of your fright. | |
Run christian soldier, for our army approaches! | |
Smile christian daughters for the snapshot of your annihilation. | |
Know this slaves of christ. | |
Our pulse quickens with the thought of your death. | |
Prey pawns on your knees! | |
Prey to the god you fear to protect you! | |
Blackeyes bring forth hell inside catacombs of a web now sighing with the weight of helo's drenched in blood of a million spinners. | |
Join us little children, or be sent to your empty promise land in tears of | |
RED Lift your sword, slice the vine. | |
Feast on pleasure, drink life's wine. | |
Take your vengeance now and rise, torment those who fear | |
BLACKEYES. | |
What be is | |
FREE Join us little children before it's to late, and we shall send you in tears of red straight to heaven's gate. |
zuò qǔ : Jesus Christ!, Thorne | |
A beginning brings forth questions. | |
Answered are these with lie upon web. | |
Shiver, does the child draped in it' s disgrace. | |
The web grows like a poisonous vine fed by storybook filth, tangling it' s hypocritical mass around the throat of human instinct like a selfperpetuating noose. | |
The one dangling in rage, refusing to choke, gains a dagger to sever all ties to the vine of selfdeceit. | |
Consuming the melody of shrieking horror the blade penetrates as he becomes in harmony with his action. | |
The constant twilight of the forbidden is unveiled, revealing darkness to be ravished forever by the intellect of | |
BLACKEYES. | |
Disgusted by the pathetic pleading swollen holes of the " holy" | |
BLACKEYES | |
Prepared to protect any path he hath chosen. | |
BLACKEYES | |
Contempt for all benevolent spinners now clinging to the vine. | |
FEELING, S | |
EEING, KNO | |
WING, BEIN | |
G Lift your sword, slice the vine. | |
Feast on pleasure, swim in life' s wine. | |
Take your vengeance now and rise, torment those who fear | |
BLACKEYES | |
All who waste life on bended knees are begging for death to take them, so be it go humbly to your god in white. | |
Look to my | |
Blackeyes for a reflection of your fright. | |
Run christian soldier, for our army approaches! | |
Smile christian daughters for the snapshot of your annihilation. | |
Know this slaves of christ. | |
Our pulse quickens with the thought of your death. | |
Prey pawns on your knees! | |
Prey to the god you fear to protect you! | |
Blackeyes bring forth hell inside catacombs of a web now sighing with the weight of helo' s drenched in blood of a million spinners. | |
Join us little children, or be sent to your empty promise land in tears of | |
RED Lift your sword, slice the vine. | |
Feast on pleasure, drink life' s wine. | |
Take your vengeance now and rise, torment those who fear | |
BLACKEYES. | |
What be is | |
FREE Join us little children before it' s to late, and we shall send you in tears of red straight to heaven' s gate. |