| Song | Dead Man's Bride |
| Artist | Ligeia |
| Album | Your Ghost Is A Gift |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Holuk, Ligeia | |
| Vomit paints the picture, losing flesh in a missing moment. | |
| Eating locusts, asleep for days. | |
| Silver splendor burns the memory. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. | |
| Murder awakes the child. | |
| Cancer whore of manipulation, stab wound mistress plays the travesty. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. | |
| And it signifies your heart and it signifies your arms broken, bathing in sin. | |
| Open dissection, removing skin. | |
| I have nothing with you. | |
| You're just nothing. | |
| I'm sorry you did this to yourself and | |
| I'm sorry you failed again. | |
| It's time to reverse the aim of this barrel, to forget | |
| I'm punctured forever. | |
| The purity died and so will | |
| I so cough your lungs out cancer. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. |
| zuo qu : Holuk, Ligeia | |
| Vomit paints the picture, losing flesh in a missing moment. | |
| Eating locusts, asleep for days. | |
| Silver splendor burns the memory. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. | |
| Murder awakes the child. | |
| Cancer whore of manipulation, stab wound mistress plays the travesty. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. | |
| And it signifies your heart and it signifies your arms broken, bathing in sin. | |
| Open dissection, removing skin. | |
| I have nothing with you. | |
| You' re just nothing. | |
| I' m sorry you did this to yourself and | |
| I' m sorry you failed again. | |
| It' s time to reverse the aim of this barrel, to forget | |
| I' m punctured forever. | |
| The purity died and so will | |
| I so cough your lungs out cancer. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. |
| zuò qǔ : Holuk, Ligeia | |
| Vomit paints the picture, losing flesh in a missing moment. | |
| Eating locusts, asleep for days. | |
| Silver splendor burns the memory. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. | |
| Murder awakes the child. | |
| Cancer whore of manipulation, stab wound mistress plays the travesty. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. | |
| And it signifies your heart and it signifies your arms broken, bathing in sin. | |
| Open dissection, removing skin. | |
| I have nothing with you. | |
| You' re just nothing. | |
| I' m sorry you did this to yourself and | |
| I' m sorry you failed again. | |
| It' s time to reverse the aim of this barrel, to forget | |
| I' m punctured forever. | |
| The purity died and so will | |
| I so cough your lungs out cancer. | |
| Let the blood from our vein run dry all night. | |
| Carry the soul that signifies your heart through mine. |