Song | Provoking The Ritual Of Death |
Artist | Goatwhore |
Album | Carving Out The Eyes Of God |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Duet, Falgoust, Simmons | |
Understood in the start of all endings | |
I've wandered so far from this discipline | |
Unease begins this climb to stellar thoughts | |
Causing this descent into cavernous neglect | |
Carving these Egyptians into flesh, for this damned access into the void | |
A white haze covers this perception, release me into the layers of this demise | |
Open these channels of this self-murder | |
The wish to deny the golden flight of skies | |
Transcend into breathless expiration, upon the layers of this earthly prison | |
Prying apart the skeleton that is the cage to the soul | |
Awaken from death as cage with teeth | |
Wreckage of emotion crumbled in this hateful | |
Obsession before this kiss of decay | |
Reborn without an emotional bond | |
To be cast into a depth of souls | |
Satisfied as I feed in cultural habit | |
Upon the buried trance of a savior | |
Unseeing, I fall into starless rituals | |
In this defiance the decay is born | |
Growling hunger of eternal rest | |
Spreading like a virus of ravenous wolves | |
Absolute in confines of breathless domains | |
Peeling off this skin to shed this essence of shame | |
Exposing the truths behind this eminent return | |
That has been bred in burning earth | |
Without worth I climb | |
Lost to this darkness, emerging from black | |
Hallowing these souls that have defied this cryptic heart of wrath | |
All will be burnt | |
All will be lost | |
As this veil of blood will pour from the skies | |
Washed of all that is pure | |
Be the tool that defiles | |
That carves the awareness from fragile minds | |
Burn out the sky | |
Black out my eyes | |
Unwrought vision for this sick design | |
Destroyed the emotion of the heart | |
To conquer this place of death |
zuo qu : Duet, Falgoust, Simmons | |
Understood in the start of all endings | |
I' ve wandered so far from this discipline | |
Unease begins this climb to stellar thoughts | |
Causing this descent into cavernous neglect | |
Carving these Egyptians into flesh, for this damned access into the void | |
A white haze covers this perception, release me into the layers of this demise | |
Open these channels of this selfmurder | |
The wish to deny the golden flight of skies | |
Transcend into breathless expiration, upon the layers of this earthly prison | |
Prying apart the skeleton that is the cage to the soul | |
Awaken from death as cage with teeth | |
Wreckage of emotion crumbled in this hateful | |
Obsession before this kiss of decay | |
Reborn without an emotional bond | |
To be cast into a depth of souls | |
Satisfied as I feed in cultural habit | |
Upon the buried trance of a savior | |
Unseeing, I fall into starless rituals | |
In this defiance the decay is born | |
Growling hunger of eternal rest | |
Spreading like a virus of ravenous wolves | |
Absolute in confines of breathless domains | |
Peeling off this skin to shed this essence of shame | |
Exposing the truths behind this eminent return | |
That has been bred in burning earth | |
Without worth I climb | |
Lost to this darkness, emerging from black | |
Hallowing these souls that have defied this cryptic heart of wrath | |
All will be burnt | |
All will be lost | |
As this veil of blood will pour from the skies | |
Washed of all that is pure | |
Be the tool that defiles | |
That carves the awareness from fragile minds | |
Burn out the sky | |
Black out my eyes | |
Unwrought vision for this sick design | |
Destroyed the emotion of the heart | |
To conquer this place of death |
zuò qǔ : Duet, Falgoust, Simmons | |
Understood in the start of all endings | |
I' ve wandered so far from this discipline | |
Unease begins this climb to stellar thoughts | |
Causing this descent into cavernous neglect | |
Carving these Egyptians into flesh, for this damned access into the void | |
A white haze covers this perception, release me into the layers of this demise | |
Open these channels of this selfmurder | |
The wish to deny the golden flight of skies | |
Transcend into breathless expiration, upon the layers of this earthly prison | |
Prying apart the skeleton that is the cage to the soul | |
Awaken from death as cage with teeth | |
Wreckage of emotion crumbled in this hateful | |
Obsession before this kiss of decay | |
Reborn without an emotional bond | |
To be cast into a depth of souls | |
Satisfied as I feed in cultural habit | |
Upon the buried trance of a savior | |
Unseeing, I fall into starless rituals | |
In this defiance the decay is born | |
Growling hunger of eternal rest | |
Spreading like a virus of ravenous wolves | |
Absolute in confines of breathless domains | |
Peeling off this skin to shed this essence of shame | |
Exposing the truths behind this eminent return | |
That has been bred in burning earth | |
Without worth I climb | |
Lost to this darkness, emerging from black | |
Hallowing these souls that have defied this cryptic heart of wrath | |
All will be burnt | |
All will be lost | |
As this veil of blood will pour from the skies | |
Washed of all that is pure | |
Be the tool that defiles | |
That carves the awareness from fragile minds | |
Burn out the sky | |
Black out my eyes | |
Unwrought vision for this sick design | |
Destroyed the emotion of the heart | |
To conquer this place of death |