作曲 : Gray, Martinie, McDonough ... | |
Cold seems crippling | |
Lame meander through corridors | |
Aroma's thick with age, mark off the day | |
Reflections of my life are fading | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don't want it, don't want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I'm lost in structure that's collapsing | |
Don't want it cast into, maker take the body | |
Don't want it, it wants me | |
Past has found it's place | |
Salvation is no more | |
Will God accept my peace bleached will pardon me | |
Reflections of my life are fading | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don't want it, don't want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I'm lost in structure that's collapsing | |
Don't want it cast into, maker take the body | |
Don't want it, it wants me | |
I just want to run | |
Fly kites wrestle, jump and play | |
Swim through waves that crash to shore | |
Memories in me cocooned in misery | |
I'm sick and tired | |
Of embracing reflections of past time | |
Receive me or cast me away | |
God please take me away | |
Resistance futile | |
Suicidal ideas will | |
I will crucify my own being | |
Satisfy selfish needs fuck the deities | |
Justify my own right to what's waiting for me | |
On the other side the time has come | |
Lock and load, | |
I'm comin', | |
I'm comin' | |
I'm comin', oh | |
I'm comin' home | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don't want it, don't want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don't want it, don't want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don't want it, don't want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I'm lost in structure that's collapsing descending | |
Don't want it, maker take the body | |
Don't want it, don't want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don't want it, don't want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descend | |
I'm lost in structure that's collapsing descend | |
Don't want it, maker take the body | |
Don't want, it wants me | |
I just want to run | |
Fly kites wrestle, jump and play | |
Swim through waves that crash to shore | |
Memories in me cocooned in misery | |
The darkness overcomes | |
Soul soars to the other plain | |
Existence past the door | |
I sail through purgatory's bay | |
I asked a | |
God for poison, cradle me | |
Sown to my dreams, souls searching | |
Death blossoms where clouds lie over me | |
Held in God's hands, death blooming{ | |
Dark for fear of failure | |
An inner gloom as wide as an eye of fermenting | |
Roiling hate death grip in my veins | |
Unveiling rancid petals | |
Flowering forth foul nectar | |
Space between a blink and a tear | |
Death blooms} |
zuo qu : Gray, Martinie, McDonough ... | |
Cold seems crippling | |
Lame meander through corridors | |
Aroma' s thick with age, mark off the day | |
Reflections of my life are fading | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I' m lost in structure that' s collapsing | |
Don' t want it cast into, maker take the body | |
Don' t want it, it wants me | |
Past has found it' s place | |
Salvation is no more | |
Will God accept my peace bleached will pardon me | |
Reflections of my life are fading | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I' m lost in structure that' s collapsing | |
Don' t want it cast into, maker take the body | |
Don' t want it, it wants me | |
I just want to run | |
Fly kites wrestle, jump and play | |
Swim through waves that crash to shore | |
Memories in me cocooned in misery | |
I' m sick and tired | |
Of embracing reflections of past time | |
Receive me or cast me away | |
God please take me away | |
Resistance futile | |
Suicidal ideas will | |
I will crucify my own being | |
Satisfy selfish needs fuck the deities | |
Justify my own right to what' s waiting for me | |
On the other side the time has come | |
Lock and load, | |
I' m comin', | |
I' m comin' | |
I' m comin', oh | |
I' m comin' home | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I' m lost in structure that' s collapsing descending | |
Don' t want it, maker take the body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descend | |
I' m lost in structure that' s collapsing descend | |
Don' t want it, maker take the body | |
Don' t want, it wants me | |
I just want to run | |
Fly kites wrestle, jump and play | |
Swim through waves that crash to shore | |
Memories in me cocooned in misery | |
The darkness overcomes | |
Soul soars to the other plain | |
Existence past the door | |
I sail through purgatory' s bay | |
I asked a | |
God for poison, cradle me | |
Sown to my dreams, souls searching | |
Death blossoms where clouds lie over me | |
Held in God' s hands, death blooming | |
Dark for fear of failure | |
An inner gloom as wide as an eye of fermenting | |
Roiling hate death grip in my veins | |
Unveiling rancid petals | |
Flowering forth foul nectar | |
Space between a blink and a tear | |
Death blooms |
zuò qǔ : Gray, Martinie, McDonough ... | |
Cold seems crippling | |
Lame meander through corridors | |
Aroma' s thick with age, mark off the day | |
Reflections of my life are fading | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I' m lost in structure that' s collapsing | |
Don' t want it cast into, maker take the body | |
Don' t want it, it wants me | |
Past has found it' s place | |
Salvation is no more | |
Will God accept my peace bleached will pardon me | |
Reflections of my life are fading | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I' m lost in structure that' s collapsing | |
Don' t want it cast into, maker take the body | |
Don' t want it, it wants me | |
I just want to run | |
Fly kites wrestle, jump and play | |
Swim through waves that crash to shore | |
Memories in me cocooned in misery | |
I' m sick and tired | |
Of embracing reflections of past time | |
Receive me or cast me away | |
God please take me away | |
Resistance futile | |
Suicidal ideas will | |
I will crucify my own being | |
Satisfy selfish needs fuck the deities | |
Justify my own right to what' s waiting for me | |
On the other side the time has come | |
Lock and load, | |
I' m comin', | |
I' m comin' | |
I' m comin', oh | |
I' m comin' home | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descending | |
I' m lost in structure that' s collapsing descending | |
Don' t want it, maker take the body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Pull me out of body | |
Don' t want it, don' t want in | |
Feeble frail and rotting, descend | |
I' m lost in structure that' s collapsing descend | |
Don' t want it, maker take the body | |
Don' t want, it wants me | |
I just want to run | |
Fly kites wrestle, jump and play | |
Swim through waves that crash to shore | |
Memories in me cocooned in misery | |
The darkness overcomes | |
Soul soars to the other plain | |
Existence past the door | |
I sail through purgatory' s bay | |
I asked a | |
God for poison, cradle me | |
Sown to my dreams, souls searching | |
Death blossoms where clouds lie over me | |
Held in God' s hands, death blooming | |
Dark for fear of failure | |
An inner gloom as wide as an eye of fermenting | |
Roiling hate death grip in my veins | |
Unveiling rancid petals | |
Flowering forth foul nectar | |
Space between a blink and a tear | |
Death blooms |