Building A Ruin Lyrics
| Song | Building A Ruin |
| Artist | Skyclad |
| Album | The Answer Machine? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
| My life is a sentence that carries no pardon, | |
| I can't put you out of my misery now, | |
| So stunned by beauty of this madhouse garden - | |
| I've taken my chances (then lost them somehow). | |
| This body's a temple - a shoddy construction, | |
| I'm digging my grave - while boring the well, | |
| I'm paving a path to my own self destruction, | |
| I won't be content 'til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. No I won't be content 'til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. I've looked back on my time - the names and the faces, | |
| A child long ago that | |
| I nearly forgot, | |
| And felt like someone who'd just stepped on the place where the last stair should have been - (then found it was not). | |
| Life's just a process of delamination, | |
| Stripping your hopes - dissecting them gently. | |
| I've opened my heart - and to my consternation when | |
| I peered inside it was small, dark and empty. [Chorus] | |
| My friends turn to me - wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said "Leave me alone I'm just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken - so the wreckage must rise." | |
| I'm building a ruin - | |
| I ruin a building, | |
| My bridges are burned out - my tunnels are filled in. | |
| It's all a game | |
| I believe - the longer you play it the harder it gets. | |
| The most I can hope to achieve now's my breakfast, a priest with a blindfold and last cigarette... | |
| My friends turn to me - wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said "Leave me alone I'm just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken - so the wreckage must rise." | |
| My friends turn to me - wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said "Leave me alone I'm just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken - so the wreckage must rise." | |
| I won't be content 'til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. |
| zuo ci : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
| My life is a sentence that carries no pardon, | |
| I can' t put you out of my misery now, | |
| So stunned by beauty of this madhouse garden | |
| I' ve taken my chances then lost them somehow. | |
| This body' s a temple a shoddy construction, | |
| I' m digging my grave while boring the well, | |
| I' m paving a path to my own self destruction, | |
| I won' t be content ' til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. No I won' t be content ' til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. I' ve looked back on my time the names and the faces, | |
| A child long ago that | |
| I nearly forgot, | |
| And felt like someone who' d just stepped on the place where the last stair should have been then found it was not. | |
| Life' s just a process of delamination, | |
| Stripping your hopes dissecting them gently. | |
| I' ve opened my heart and to my consternation when | |
| I peered inside it was small, dark and empty. Chorus | |
| My friends turn to me wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said " Leave me alone I' m just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken so the wreckage must rise." | |
| I' m building a ruin | |
| I ruin a building, | |
| My bridges are burned out my tunnels are filled in. | |
| It' s all a game | |
| I believe the longer you play it the harder it gets. | |
| The most I can hope to achieve now' s my breakfast, a priest with a blindfold and last cigarette... | |
| My friends turn to me wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said " Leave me alone I' m just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken so the wreckage must rise." | |
| My friends turn to me wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said " Leave me alone I' m just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken so the wreckage must rise." | |
| I won' t be content ' til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. |
| zuò cí : Ramsey, Walkyier | |
| My life is a sentence that carries no pardon, | |
| I can' t put you out of my misery now, | |
| So stunned by beauty of this madhouse garden | |
| I' ve taken my chances then lost them somehow. | |
| This body' s a temple a shoddy construction, | |
| I' m digging my grave while boring the well, | |
| I' m paving a path to my own self destruction, | |
| I won' t be content ' til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. No I won' t be content ' til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. I' ve looked back on my time the names and the faces, | |
| A child long ago that | |
| I nearly forgot, | |
| And felt like someone who' d just stepped on the place where the last stair should have been then found it was not. | |
| Life' s just a process of delamination, | |
| Stripping your hopes dissecting them gently. | |
| I' ve opened my heart and to my consternation when | |
| I peered inside it was small, dark and empty. Chorus | |
| My friends turn to me wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said " Leave me alone I' m just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken so the wreckage must rise." | |
| I' m building a ruin | |
| I ruin a building, | |
| My bridges are burned out my tunnels are filled in. | |
| It' s all a game | |
| I believe the longer you play it the harder it gets. | |
| The most I can hope to achieve now' s my breakfast, a priest with a blindfold and last cigarette... | |
| My friends turn to me wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said " Leave me alone I' m just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken so the wreckage must rise." | |
| My friends turn to me wonder what | |
| I am doing, drinking and smoking like somebody died. | |
| I said " Leave me alone I' m just building a ruin, The spirits are sunken so the wreckage must rise." | |
| I won' t be content ' til | |
| I see me in | |
| Hell. |
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