| Song | Flood I |
| Artist | The Sisters of Mercy |
| Album | Floodland |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Eldritch | |
| And her hallway | |
| Moves | |
| Like the ocean | |
| Moves | |
| At the head of the river | |
| At the source of the sea | |
| Sitting here now in this bar for hours | |
| Trying to write it down | |
| Fitting in hard with harder to come | |
| Trying to fight it | |
| Down the river there's a ship will carry you | |
| Down river down stream | |
| Down the river there's a ship will carry the | |
| Dream | |
| Dream of the flood | |
| Down the river there's a ship will carry the | |
| Dream of the flood | |
| And her hallway... | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| Flood...Flood... | |
| Push the glass, stain the glass | |
| Push the writer to the wall | |
| It may come but it will pass | |
| Some say we will fall | |
| Dream of the flood... | |
| Flood... | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Oh, maybe, in terms of surrender, | |
| On a backcloth of lashes and eyes | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes and ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes and lies... | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Like... | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| Sitting here now in this bar for hours | |
| While these strange men rent strange flowers | |
| I'll be picking up your petals in another few hours | |
| In the metal and blood, in the scent and mascara | |
| On a backcloth of lashes and stars | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes and secondhand passion | |
| And stolen guitars | |
| And her hallway... | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| (Like the sea) | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| (Dream of the flood) | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes and lies... | |
| As the water come rushing in, rushing in | |
| At the head of the river | |
| At the source of the sea | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Like... | |
| Flood... |
| zuo ci : Eldritch | |
| And her hallway | |
| Moves | |
| Like the ocean | |
| Moves | |
| At the head of the river | |
| At the source of the sea | |
| Sitting here now in this bar for hours | |
| Trying to write it down | |
| Fitting in hard with harder to come | |
| Trying to fight it | |
| Down the river there' s a ship will carry you | |
| Down river down stream | |
| Down the river there' s a ship will carry the | |
| Dream | |
| Dream of the flood | |
| Down the river there' s a ship will carry the | |
| Dream of the flood | |
| And her hallway... | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| Flood... Flood... | |
| Push the glass, stain the glass | |
| Push the writer to the wall | |
| It may come but it will pass | |
| Some say we will fall | |
| Dream of the flood... | |
| Flood... | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Oh, maybe, in terms of surrender, | |
| On a backcloth of lashes and eyes | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes and ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes and lies... | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Like... | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| Sitting here now in this bar for hours | |
| While these strange men rent strange flowers | |
| I' ll be picking up your petals in another few hours | |
| In the metal and blood, in the scent and mascara | |
| On a backcloth of lashes and stars | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes and secondhand passion | |
| And stolen guitars | |
| And her hallway... | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| Like the sea | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| Dream of the flood | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes and lies... | |
| As the water come rushing in, rushing in | |
| At the head of the river | |
| At the source of the sea | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Like... | |
| Flood... |
| zuò cí : Eldritch | |
| And her hallway | |
| Moves | |
| Like the ocean | |
| Moves | |
| At the head of the river | |
| At the source of the sea | |
| Sitting here now in this bar for hours | |
| Trying to write it down | |
| Fitting in hard with harder to come | |
| Trying to fight it | |
| Down the river there' s a ship will carry you | |
| Down river down stream | |
| Down the river there' s a ship will carry the | |
| Dream | |
| Dream of the flood | |
| Down the river there' s a ship will carry the | |
| Dream of the flood | |
| And her hallway... | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| Flood... Flood... | |
| Push the glass, stain the glass | |
| Push the writer to the wall | |
| It may come but it will pass | |
| Some say we will fall | |
| Dream of the flood... | |
| Flood... | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Oh, maybe, in terms of surrender, | |
| On a backcloth of lashes and eyes | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes and ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes and lies... | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Like... | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| Sitting here now in this bar for hours | |
| While these strange men rent strange flowers | |
| I' ll be picking up your petals in another few hours | |
| In the metal and blood, in the scent and mascara | |
| On a backcloth of lashes and stars | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes and secondhand passion | |
| And stolen guitars | |
| And her hallway... | |
| As the water come rushing in | |
| Like the sea | |
| As the water come rushing over | |
| Dream of the flood | |
| In a flood of your tears, in sackcloth | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes | |
| And ashes and ashes and lies... | |
| As the water come rushing in, rushing in | |
| At the head of the river | |
| At the source of the sea | |
| And her hallway... | |
| Like... | |
| Flood... |