Song | And Only Hunger Remains |
Artist | Pungent Stench |
Album | Been caught buttering |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Pungent Stench, Schireng | |
lifeless they are prowling | |
Dark deserted streets | |
Raw are their faces | |
close is their sense of smell | |
Shadows of the past life | |
Marked their facial expressions | |
Forgotten are emotions | |
And only hunger remains | |
Silent they are reeling | |
Bodies cold like ice | |
Lost in a dream | |
Bones wrapped out in proud flesh | |
Aesthetic is the play | |
Of their uncovered sinews | |
Breed of the demised | |
Signs of transistoriness | |
Deep inside | |
Maggots and gruels have their nests | |
Guts can be | |
The home for a worm-family | |
They can't remember | |
The names they had once | |
Besides after death | |
Names have no consequence | |
They won't recognise | |
Parents, children and friends | |
memories are extinguished | |
And only hunger remains | |
Mouldy are their incisors | |
Appearance are deceptive | |
They're able to crunch a thighbone | |
It seems that they don't know compassion | |
Because they would even assault | |
A 3 years old girl in a wheelchair | |
Eager for booty and foaming | |
They rush at everything that moves | |
Believe me their greed knows no bounds | |
One bite of them is enough | |
And you will become one of them | |
You would lose your human nature | |
And only hunger remains |
zuo ci : Pungent Stench, Schireng | |
lifeless they are prowling | |
Dark deserted streets | |
Raw are their faces | |
close is their sense of smell | |
Shadows of the past life | |
Marked their facial expressions | |
Forgotten are emotions | |
And only hunger remains | |
Silent they are reeling | |
Bodies cold like ice | |
Lost in a dream | |
Bones wrapped out in proud flesh | |
Aesthetic is the play | |
Of their uncovered sinews | |
Breed of the demised | |
Signs of transistoriness | |
Deep inside | |
Maggots and gruels have their nests | |
Guts can be | |
The home for a wormfamily | |
They can' t remember | |
The names they had once | |
Besides after death | |
Names have no consequence | |
They won' t recognise | |
Parents, children and friends | |
memories are extinguished | |
And only hunger remains | |
Mouldy are their incisors | |
Appearance are deceptive | |
They' re able to crunch a thighbone | |
It seems that they don' t know compassion | |
Because they would even assault | |
A 3 years old girl in a wheelchair | |
Eager for booty and foaming | |
They rush at everything that moves | |
Believe me their greed knows no bounds | |
One bite of them is enough | |
And you will become one of them | |
You would lose your human nature | |
And only hunger remains |
zuò cí : Pungent Stench, Schireng | |
lifeless they are prowling | |
Dark deserted streets | |
Raw are their faces | |
close is their sense of smell | |
Shadows of the past life | |
Marked their facial expressions | |
Forgotten are emotions | |
And only hunger remains | |
Silent they are reeling | |
Bodies cold like ice | |
Lost in a dream | |
Bones wrapped out in proud flesh | |
Aesthetic is the play | |
Of their uncovered sinews | |
Breed of the demised | |
Signs of transistoriness | |
Deep inside | |
Maggots and gruels have their nests | |
Guts can be | |
The home for a wormfamily | |
They can' t remember | |
The names they had once | |
Besides after death | |
Names have no consequence | |
They won' t recognise | |
Parents, children and friends | |
memories are extinguished | |
And only hunger remains | |
Mouldy are their incisors | |
Appearance are deceptive | |
They' re able to crunch a thighbone | |
It seems that they don' t know compassion | |
Because they would even assault | |
A 3 years old girl in a wheelchair | |
Eager for booty and foaming | |
They rush at everything that moves | |
Believe me their greed knows no bounds | |
One bite of them is enough | |
And you will become one of them | |
You would lose your human nature | |
And only hunger remains |