Song | Your Shameful Heaven |
Artist | My Dying Bride |
Album | The Angel & The Dark River |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : My Dying Bride | |
作词 : My Dying Bride | |
You, who stand there now | |
I will not tell you not to cry | |
Without fail my purpose | |
Will be fulfilled | |
I can crown you a God | |
And You'll suffer for your sins | |
Bound so tightly, pain is everything | |
Far from kindness. I am your king | |
Believe you're in Hell, but yours is Heaven | |
Cry to die. You'll love me forever | |
On a pale, teary cheek | |
Tears cascade to your feet | |
Whipped to the floor once again | |
Laughing and lashing you away | |
Burning pain sears through your skin | |
But its more you cry, for you are a sinner | |
We suffer in love, but you love to suffer | |
Your misery is your majesty | |
Though your skin may burn and your wounds bleed | |
The only real ache is between your legs | |
You've learned well, through your Hell | |
Your pain was nothing. You longed for more. | |
Your shameful Heaven is full of devils | |
Just like me. Just for you |
zuo qu : My Dying Bride | |
zuo ci : My Dying Bride | |
You, who stand there now | |
I will not tell you not to cry | |
Without fail my purpose | |
Will be fulfilled | |
I can crown you a God | |
And You' ll suffer for your sins | |
Bound so tightly, pain is everything | |
Far from kindness. I am your king | |
Believe you' re in Hell, but yours is Heaven | |
Cry to die. You' ll love me forever | |
On a pale, teary cheek | |
Tears cascade to your feet | |
Whipped to the floor once again | |
Laughing and lashing you away | |
Burning pain sears through your skin | |
But its more you cry, for you are a sinner | |
We suffer in love, but you love to suffer | |
Your misery is your majesty | |
Though your skin may burn and your wounds bleed | |
The only real ache is between your legs | |
You' ve learned well, through your Hell | |
Your pain was nothing. You longed for more. | |
Your shameful Heaven is full of devils | |
Just like me. Just for you |
zuò qǔ : My Dying Bride | |
zuò cí : My Dying Bride | |
You, who stand there now | |
I will not tell you not to cry | |
Without fail my purpose | |
Will be fulfilled | |
I can crown you a God | |
And You' ll suffer for your sins | |
Bound so tightly, pain is everything | |
Far from kindness. I am your king | |
Believe you' re in Hell, but yours is Heaven | |
Cry to die. You' ll love me forever | |
On a pale, teary cheek | |
Tears cascade to your feet | |
Whipped to the floor once again | |
Laughing and lashing you away | |
Burning pain sears through your skin | |
But its more you cry, for you are a sinner | |
We suffer in love, but you love to suffer | |
Your misery is your majesty | |
Though your skin may burn and your wounds bleed | |
The only real ache is between your legs | |
You' ve learned well, through your Hell | |
Your pain was nothing. You longed for more. | |
Your shameful Heaven is full of devils | |
Just like me. Just for you |