Song | Sexual Trauma |
Artist | Yattering |
Album | Human's Pain |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Swierczynski, Yattering | |
Extensive damages of tissue | |
And many blisters | |
It's a picture of a woman | |
Scared...and alone | |
-Light doesn't bring consolation | |
All- embracing pain in the face | |
Intensified by incomprehension of situations | |
Breathing space pain again | |
fleeting dream and nightmares | |
...Darkness will bring consolations... | |
Hardly palpable caress | |
Touch and crawly feeling of the body | |
In convulsive thrills | |
Streaming with perspiration and suffering | |
...Terrible scream... | |
A raped woman can't see the torturer | |
She feels his squalid sperm | |
No! It's absurd | |
Istn't it true | |
-Light has brought consolation | |
But for whom |
zuo qu : Swierczynski, Yattering | |
Extensive damages of tissue | |
And many blisters | |
It' s a picture of a woman | |
Scared... and alone | |
Light doesn' t bring consolation | |
All embracing pain in the face | |
Intensified by incomprehension of situations | |
Breathing space pain again | |
fleeting dream and nightmares | |
... Darkness will bring consolations... | |
Hardly palpable caress | |
Touch and crawly feeling of the body | |
In convulsive thrills | |
Streaming with perspiration and suffering | |
... Terrible scream... | |
A raped woman can' t see the torturer | |
She feels his squalid sperm | |
No! It' s absurd | |
Istn' t it true | |
Light has brought consolation | |
But for whom |
zuò qǔ : Swierczynski, Yattering | |
Extensive damages of tissue | |
And many blisters | |
It' s a picture of a woman | |
Scared... and alone | |
Light doesn' t bring consolation | |
All embracing pain in the face | |
Intensified by incomprehension of situations | |
Breathing space pain again | |
fleeting dream and nightmares | |
... Darkness will bring consolations... | |
Hardly palpable caress | |
Touch and crawly feeling of the body | |
In convulsive thrills | |
Streaming with perspiration and suffering | |
... Terrible scream... | |
A raped woman can' t see the torturer | |
She feels his squalid sperm | |
No! It' s absurd | |
Istn' t it true | |
Light has brought consolation | |
But for whom |