Deathmask Divine Lyrics
| Song | Deathmask Divine |
| Artist | The Black Dahlia Murder |
| Album | Nocturnal |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
| Removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill | |
| I preserve them in formaldehyde to gaze upon at will | |
| How their greenish flecks befell me that starlit winter's night | |
| I lost all that I ever was while locked within their sight | |
| Before you sits a broken man, your fragile pinkish heart in hand | |
| Peculiar how it can hurt so bad while love is only in the mind | |
| I sew the gaping chestwork, each thread is made with love | |
| The bosom where I would rest my face is covered in your blood | |
| (Oh…) No, this is not the end | |
| You'll live on eternally | |
| (Oh…) Lord, it's not the end | |
| My secret, you'll forever be | |
| I interrupt this transformation, a familiar lust swelling in me | |
| A long and soulful kiss | |
| The shades are drawn, the living world can't see the coil of entrails | |
| How curious the smell, so pungent to my eager nostrils | |
| Hands further compelled | |
| (Oh…) No, it's not the end | |
| Forever you'll be in my arms | |
| I could never let you go, my darling cold and blue | |
| I wonder, are you dreaming still… spread-eagle, blood removed | |
| I weave the sucking trocar beneath your bruising skin | |
| Tonight I'll lay beside you, darling, in necromantic sin | |
| Pinned to the bed sheets like a prized butterfly, you're mine | |
| I hear your voice so precious, echoing deeply inside | |
| I did my best to love you while you did live and breathe | |
| This tender taxidermy, trophy of the bereaved | |
| I could never let you go, my darling cold and blue | |
| I wonder, are you dreaming still… spread-eagle, blood removed | |
| I weave the sucking trocar beneath your bruising skin | |
| Tonight I'll lay beside you, darling, in necromantic sin |
| zuo qu : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
| Removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill | |
| I preserve them in formaldehyde to gaze upon at will | |
| How their greenish flecks befell me that starlit winter' s night | |
| I lost all that I ever was while locked within their sight | |
| Before you sits a broken man, your fragile pinkish heart in hand | |
| Peculiar how it can hurt so bad while love is only in the mind | |
| I sew the gaping chestwork, each thread is made with love | |
| The bosom where I would rest my face is covered in your blood | |
| Oh No, this is not the end | |
| You' ll live on eternally | |
| Oh Lord, it' s not the end | |
| My secret, you' ll forever be | |
| I interrupt this transformation, a familiar lust swelling in me | |
| A long and soulful kiss | |
| The shades are drawn, the living world can' t see the coil of entrails | |
| How curious the smell, so pungent to my eager nostrils | |
| Hands further compelled | |
| Oh No, it' s not the end | |
| Forever you' ll be in my arms | |
| I could never let you go, my darling cold and blue | |
| I wonder, are you dreaming still spreadeagle, blood removed | |
| I weave the sucking trocar beneath your bruising skin | |
| Tonight I' ll lay beside you, darling, in necromantic sin | |
| Pinned to the bed sheets like a prized butterfly, you' re mine | |
| I hear your voice so precious, echoing deeply inside | |
| I did my best to love you while you did live and breathe | |
| This tender taxidermy, trophy of the bereaved | |
| I could never let you go, my darling cold and blue | |
| I wonder, are you dreaming still spreadeagle, blood removed | |
| I weave the sucking trocar beneath your bruising skin | |
| Tonight I' ll lay beside you, darling, in necromantic sin |
| zuò qǔ : Black Dahlia Murder ... | |
| Removal of the eyes gives my heart a saddened chill | |
| I preserve them in formaldehyde to gaze upon at will | |
| How their greenish flecks befell me that starlit winter' s night | |
| I lost all that I ever was while locked within their sight | |
| Before you sits a broken man, your fragile pinkish heart in hand | |
| Peculiar how it can hurt so bad while love is only in the mind | |
| I sew the gaping chestwork, each thread is made with love | |
| The bosom where I would rest my face is covered in your blood | |
| Oh No, this is not the end | |
| You' ll live on eternally | |
| Oh Lord, it' s not the end | |
| My secret, you' ll forever be | |
| I interrupt this transformation, a familiar lust swelling in me | |
| A long and soulful kiss | |
| The shades are drawn, the living world can' t see the coil of entrails | |
| How curious the smell, so pungent to my eager nostrils | |
| Hands further compelled | |
| Oh No, it' s not the end | |
| Forever you' ll be in my arms | |
| I could never let you go, my darling cold and blue | |
| I wonder, are you dreaming still spreadeagle, blood removed | |
| I weave the sucking trocar beneath your bruising skin | |
| Tonight I' ll lay beside you, darling, in necromantic sin | |
| Pinned to the bed sheets like a prized butterfly, you' re mine | |
| I hear your voice so precious, echoing deeply inside | |
| I did my best to love you while you did live and breathe | |
| This tender taxidermy, trophy of the bereaved | |
| I could never let you go, my darling cold and blue | |
| I wonder, are you dreaming still spreadeagle, blood removed | |
| I weave the sucking trocar beneath your bruising skin | |
| Tonight I' ll lay beside you, darling, in necromantic sin |
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