| Song | Casketing |
| Artist | Hester Prynne |
| Album | The Goswell Divorce |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Hester Prynne/Lance Rollins | |
| 作曲 : Lance Rollins | |
| Those pretty eyes beg my forgiveness | |
| You trick b***h, I'm better off with slit wrists | |
| How many bastards did you convince that you were in love with them, while you were ****ing all his friends? | |
| You filthy piece of shit | |
| I want you dead before my eyes | |
| Her lips trip the guillotine, collecting heads as trophies | |
| Taking names and digging graves | |
| Beware the wraith with an angels eyes | |
| A great deception, angels were meant for heaven | |
| That doesn't mean I would like to be the one to show you how ****ing empty you are | |
| Let's see how much it means for you to have the last word | |
| Will you struggle to speak even with your lips sewn? | |
| I am the horror of your dreams | |
| Horror. And you will never wake up | |
| My embrace won't let you go, to the grave it follows |
| zuo ci : Hester Prynne Lance Rollins | |
| zuo qu : Lance Rollins | |
| Those pretty eyes beg my forgiveness | |
| You trick b h, I' m better off with slit wrists | |
| How many bastards did you convince that you were in love with them, while you were ing all his friends? | |
| You filthy piece of shit | |
| I want you dead before my eyes | |
| Her lips trip the guillotine, collecting heads as trophies | |
| Taking names and digging graves | |
| Beware the wraith with an angels eyes | |
| A great deception, angels were meant for heaven | |
| That doesn' t mean I would like to be the one to show you how ing empty you are | |
| Let' s see how much it means for you to have the last word | |
| Will you struggle to speak even with your lips sewn? | |
| I am the horror of your dreams | |
| Horror. And you will never wake up | |
| My embrace won' t let you go, to the grave it follows |
| zuò cí : Hester Prynne Lance Rollins | |
| zuò qǔ : Lance Rollins | |
| Those pretty eyes beg my forgiveness | |
| You trick b h, I' m better off with slit wrists | |
| How many bastards did you convince that you were in love with them, while you were ing all his friends? | |
| You filthy piece of shit | |
| I want you dead before my eyes | |
| Her lips trip the guillotine, collecting heads as trophies | |
| Taking names and digging graves | |
| Beware the wraith with an angels eyes | |
| A great deception, angels were meant for heaven | |
| That doesn' t mean I would like to be the one to show you how ing empty you are | |
| Let' s see how much it means for you to have the last word | |
| Will you struggle to speak even with your lips sewn? | |
| I am the horror of your dreams | |
| Horror. And you will never wake up | |
| My embrace won' t let you go, to the grave it follows |