Song | Lucifer's Memory |
Artist | Comets on Fire |
Album | Avatar |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Utrillo | |
Whitethorn ordained | |
Applause from the masses | |
A trite execution | |
To placade and please | |
Obscured by the light | |
Suffuse for the sake | |
While they dance on the grave | |
Amassed and acclaimed | |
Bound for lands end | |
Destined for the gallows | |
Down the road most travelled | |
From sterling to death | |
The demons command | |
A life most desired | |
In envy they conspire | |
For vengeance is stealth | |
No need for sight | |
No need for mourning | |
No need for sound | |
No need for mourning | |
Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
The darkness devours | |
In it's own silent way | |
In fathoms of decay | |
Lesser the beast | |
The dray horse resigns | |
As they watch from a distance | |
Without face or resistance | |
Heed the command | |
Dragged to the steps | |
Put forth for example | |
Bludgeoned and battled | |
A Satyrs despair | |
A Slight of the hand | |
And all is forgotten | |
Thrush spirits left haunted | |
Tidings at bay | |
No need for sight | |
No need for mourning | |
No need for sound | |
No need for mourning | |
Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
Goodbye to the century | |
Farewell to amnesty | |
Christen the sons and daughter | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed | |
Goodbye to the century | |
Farewell to amnesty | |
Christen my sons and daughter | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed |
zuo qu : Utrillo | |
Whitethorn ordained | |
Applause from the masses | |
A trite execution | |
To placade and please | |
Obscured by the light | |
Suffuse for the sake | |
While they dance on the grave | |
Amassed and acclaimed | |
Bound for lands end | |
Destined for the gallows | |
Down the road most travelled | |
From sterling to death | |
The demons command | |
A life most desired | |
In envy they conspire | |
For vengeance is stealth | |
No need for sight | |
No need for mourning | |
No need for sound | |
No need for mourning | |
Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
The darkness devours | |
In it' s own silent way | |
In fathoms of decay | |
Lesser the beast | |
The dray horse resigns | |
As they watch from a distance | |
Without face or resistance | |
Heed the command | |
Dragged to the steps | |
Put forth for example | |
Bludgeoned and battled | |
A Satyrs despair | |
A Slight of the hand | |
And all is forgotten | |
Thrush spirits left haunted | |
Tidings at bay | |
No need for sight | |
No need for mourning | |
No need for sound | |
No need for mourning | |
Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
Goodbye to the century | |
Farewell to amnesty | |
Christen the sons and daughter | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed | |
Goodbye to the century | |
Farewell to amnesty | |
Christen my sons and daughter | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed |
zuò qǔ : Utrillo | |
Whitethorn ordained | |
Applause from the masses | |
A trite execution | |
To placade and please | |
Obscured by the light | |
Suffuse for the sake | |
While they dance on the grave | |
Amassed and acclaimed | |
Bound for lands end | |
Destined for the gallows | |
Down the road most travelled | |
From sterling to death | |
The demons command | |
A life most desired | |
In envy they conspire | |
For vengeance is stealth | |
No need for sight | |
No need for mourning | |
No need for sound | |
No need for mourning | |
Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
The darkness devours | |
In it' s own silent way | |
In fathoms of decay | |
Lesser the beast | |
The dray horse resigns | |
As they watch from a distance | |
Without face or resistance | |
Heed the command | |
Dragged to the steps | |
Put forth for example | |
Bludgeoned and battled | |
A Satyrs despair | |
A Slight of the hand | |
And all is forgotten | |
Thrush spirits left haunted | |
Tidings at bay | |
No need for sight | |
No need for mourning | |
No need for sound | |
No need for mourning | |
Wither and lithe, recognise the last defeat | |
Farewell to arms, shoulder no more, rest in peace | |
A judgement severe, dissolve and adhere, the grand retreat | |
Wither and lithe, simonize the bomb. | |
Goodbye to the century | |
Farewell to amnesty | |
Christen the sons and daughter | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed | |
Goodbye to the century | |
Farewell to amnesty | |
Christen my sons and daughter | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed | |
Let it lie | |
Let it bleed |