Song | White Noise Monster |
Artist | Arcturus |
Album | Sideshow Symphonies |
作词 : Arcturus, Hestæs, Sverd | |
Crowded mind working overtime in a shrinking stinking home a | |
Presence arrives just out of sight | |
Hides in the maze collects all mistakes | |
White noise withering weeds of deeds | |
Worshipping with filth in the temple of guilt | |
Filing its womb with pleasure and doom | |
Monstrous urban paranoia sweeping over my mine-field mind | |
Trigging random horrors cause and effect is a bittersweet sect | |
And I am priest of loons and carrier of wounds a battle fatigued | |
Random seed | |
Placed on this earth and ****ed up from birth | |
Who gives a flying shit anyway | |
In a room without view I cold-sweat and drew | |
My theories of everything and anything would do | |
Reading the mind of mankind's deamon | |
Pushing the line forward all the time | |
A deep-space satellite on light-speed depressed | |
Torn and obsessed by a lifetime of jests |
zuò cí : Arcturus, Hest s, Sverd | |
Crowded mind working overtime in a shrinking stinking home a | |
Presence arrives just out of sight | |
Hides in the maze collects all mistakes | |
White noise withering weeds of deeds | |
Worshipping with filth in the temple of guilt | |
Filing its womb with pleasure and doom | |
Monstrous urban paranoia sweeping over my minefield mind | |
Trigging random horrors cause and effect is a bittersweet sect | |
And I am priest of loons and carrier of wounds a battle fatigued | |
Random seed | |
Placed on this earth and ed up from birth | |
Who gives a flying shit anyway | |
In a room without view I coldsweat and drew | |
My theories of everything and anything would do | |
Reading the mind of mankind' s deamon | |
Pushing the line forward all the time | |
A deepspace satellite on lightspeed depressed | |
Torn and obsessed by a lifetime of jests |