Song | Born In A Fever |
Artist | Benediction |
Album | The Grand Leveller |
作词 : Benediction | |
Fired anticipation, burns within me. | |
Revealed in illness, at infancy. | |
Whispering | |
Jack, born in a fever. | |
Twice as sharp as a butcher's cleaver. | |
Aesthetic blade, let death be quick. | |
Gaslit street, a butchers trick. | |
Whispering | |
Jack, born in a fever. | |
Twice as sharp as a butcher's cleaver. | |
Your mind is bled, hunger's been fed. | |
Every woman's body par', to some it's meat, to me it's art. | |
I've taken my need, left her my seed. | |
Autumn of terror, white chapel homicides. | |
Addiction for suffering, for all the whores that died. "...I send you half the kidney I took...the other I preserved...I may send the bloody knife that took it out, if only you wait a while longer" | |
Reveling at | |
Lustmord, the second part of me. | |
Foreplay with a scalpel blade, my sexual activity. | |
Whispering | |
Jack, born in a fever. | |
Twice as sharp as a butcher's cleaver. | |
Aesthetic blade, let death be quick. | |
Gaslit street, a butchers trick. ["" taken from letters sent by Jack the Ripper] |
zuò cí : Benediction | |
Fired anticipation, burns within me. | |
Revealed in illness, at infancy. | |
Whispering | |
Jack, born in a fever. | |
Twice as sharp as a butcher' s cleaver. | |
Aesthetic blade, let death be quick. | |
Gaslit street, a butchers trick. | |
Whispering | |
Jack, born in a fever. | |
Twice as sharp as a butcher' s cleaver. | |
Your mind is bled, hunger' s been fed. | |
Every woman' s body par', to some it' s meat, to me it' s art. | |
I' ve taken my need, left her my seed. | |
Autumn of terror, white chapel homicides. | |
Addiction for suffering, for all the whores that died. "... I send you half the kidney I took... the other I preserved... I may send the bloody knife that took it out, if only you wait a while longer" | |
Reveling at | |
Lustmord, the second part of me. | |
Foreplay with a scalpel blade, my sexual activity. | |
Whispering | |
Jack, born in a fever. | |
Twice as sharp as a butcher' s cleaver. | |
Aesthetic blade, let death be quick. | |
Gaslit street, a butchers trick. "" taken from letters sent by Jack the Ripper |