Song | Mausoleum |
Artist | Manic Street Preachers |
Album | The Holy Bible |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作词 : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire |
[00:12.150] | Wherever you go I will be carcass |
[00:19.760] | Whatever you see will be rotting flesh |
[00:27.490] | Humanity recovered, glittering etiquette |
[00:35.200] | Answers her crimes with mausoleum rent |
[00:43.140] | Regained your self-control |
[00:44.930] | And regained your self-esteem |
[00:46.840] | And blind your success inspires |
[00:48.810] | And analyze, despise and scrutinize |
[00:51.150] | Never knowin' what you hoped for |
[00:53.540] | And safe and warm but life is so silent |
[00:56.220] | For the victims who have no speech |
[00:58.540] | In their shapeless guilty remorse |
[01:00.480] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:02.540] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:04.300] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:07.460] | Your meanin', your meanin' |
[01:14.010] | No birds, no birds |
[01:21.400] | The sky is swollen black |
[01:29.360] | No birds, no birds |
[01:36.910] | Holy mass of dead insect |
[01:51.270] | Come and walk down memory lane |
[01:58.960] | No one sees a thing but they can pretend |
[02:06.770] | Life eternal scorched grass and trees |
[02:14.340] | For your love nature has hemorrhaged |
[02:22.230] | Regained your self-control |
[02:24.010] | And regained your self-esteem |
[02:25.870] | And blind your success inspires |
[02:27.840] | And analyze, despise and scrutinize |
[02:30.400] | Never knowin' what you hoped for |
[02:32.550] | And safe and warm but life is so silent |
[02:35.280] | For the victims who have no speech |
[02:37.470] | In their shapeless guilty remorse |
[02:39.570] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:41.550] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:43.480] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:46.640] | Your meanin', your meanin' |
[02:53.100] | No birds, no birds |
[03:00.660] | The sky is swollen black |
[03:08.480] | No birds, no birds |
[03:16.040] | Holy mass of dead insect |
[03:39.260] | And life can be as important as death |
[03:47.170] | But so mediocre when there's no air, no light and no hope |
[03:54.240] | Prejudice burns brighter when it's all we have to burn |
[04:00.980] | The world lances, youth's lamb like a winter, winter |
[00:00.00] | zuo ci : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire |
[00:12.150] | Wherever you go I will be carcass |
[00:19.760] | Whatever you see will be rotting flesh |
[00:27.490] | Humanity recovered, glittering etiquette |
[00:35.200] | Answers her crimes with mausoleum rent |
[00:43.140] | Regained your selfcontrol |
[00:44.930] | And regained your selfesteem |
[00:46.840] | And blind your success inspires |
[00:48.810] | And analyze, despise and scrutinize |
[00:51.150] | Never knowin' what you hoped for |
[00:53.540] | And safe and warm but life is so silent |
[00:56.220] | For the victims who have no speech |
[00:58.540] | In their shapeless guilty remorse |
[01:00.480] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:02.540] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:04.300] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:07.460] | Your meanin', your meanin' |
[01:14.010] | No birds, no birds |
[01:21.400] | The sky is swollen black |
[01:29.360] | No birds, no birds |
[01:36.910] | Holy mass of dead insect |
[01:51.270] | Come and walk down memory lane |
[01:58.960] | No one sees a thing but they can pretend |
[02:06.770] | Life eternal scorched grass and trees |
[02:14.340] | For your love nature has hemorrhaged |
[02:22.230] | Regained your selfcontrol |
[02:24.010] | And regained your selfesteem |
[02:25.870] | And blind your success inspires |
[02:27.840] | And analyze, despise and scrutinize |
[02:30.400] | Never knowin' what you hoped for |
[02:32.550] | And safe and warm but life is so silent |
[02:35.280] | For the victims who have no speech |
[02:37.470] | In their shapeless guilty remorse |
[02:39.570] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:41.550] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:43.480] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:46.640] | Your meanin', your meanin' |
[02:53.100] | No birds, no birds |
[03:00.660] | The sky is swollen black |
[03:08.480] | No birds, no birds |
[03:16.040] | Holy mass of dead insect |
[03:39.260] | And life can be as important as death |
[03:47.170] | But so mediocre when there' s no air, no light and no hope |
[03:54.240] | Prejudice burns brighter when it' s all we have to burn |
[04:00.980] | The world lances, youth' s lamb like a winter, winter |
[00:00.00] | zuò cí : Bradfield, James, Moore, Wire |
[00:12.150] | Wherever you go I will be carcass |
[00:19.760] | Whatever you see will be rotting flesh |
[00:27.490] | Humanity recovered, glittering etiquette |
[00:35.200] | Answers her crimes with mausoleum rent |
[00:43.140] | Regained your selfcontrol |
[00:44.930] | And regained your selfesteem |
[00:46.840] | And blind your success inspires |
[00:48.810] | And analyze, despise and scrutinize |
[00:51.150] | Never knowin' what you hoped for |
[00:53.540] | And safe and warm but life is so silent |
[00:56.220] | For the victims who have no speech |
[00:58.540] | In their shapeless guilty remorse |
[01:00.480] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:02.540] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:04.300] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[01:07.460] | Your meanin', your meanin' |
[01:14.010] | No birds, no birds |
[01:21.400] | The sky is swollen black |
[01:29.360] | No birds, no birds |
[01:36.910] | Holy mass of dead insect |
[01:51.270] | Come and walk down memory lane |
[01:58.960] | No one sees a thing but they can pretend |
[02:06.770] | Life eternal scorched grass and trees |
[02:14.340] | For your love nature has hemorrhaged |
[02:22.230] | Regained your selfcontrol |
[02:24.010] | And regained your selfesteem |
[02:25.870] | And blind your success inspires |
[02:27.840] | And analyze, despise and scrutinize |
[02:30.400] | Never knowin' what you hoped for |
[02:32.550] | And safe and warm but life is so silent |
[02:35.280] | For the victims who have no speech |
[02:37.470] | In their shapeless guilty remorse |
[02:39.570] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:41.550] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:43.480] | Obliterates your meanin' |
[02:46.640] | Your meanin', your meanin' |
[02:53.100] | No birds, no birds |
[03:00.660] | The sky is swollen black |
[03:08.480] | No birds, no birds |
[03:16.040] | Holy mass of dead insect |
[03:39.260] | And life can be as important as death |
[03:47.170] | But so mediocre when there' s no air, no light and no hope |
[03:54.240] | Prejudice burns brighter when it' s all we have to burn |
[04:00.980] | The world lances, youth' s lamb like a winter, winter |