Song | Silent Violence |
Artist | Six Feet Under |
Album | Wake The Night! Live In Germany |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Barnes, West | |
I cut your throat, wide, opening a hole in your neck | |
Your blood sprays my skin, warm and wet | |
You can’t feel your heart beating, scream no one is listening | |
I cut your tongue from your mouth | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
All is quiet as | |
I force my fist down your cut throat | |
Grabbing tendons and veins | |
I pull your insides out through your lipless mouth | |
Your stiff body is cold and still | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Violent, silence | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Haphazardly, | |
I remove your spleen and your liver | |
There is much blood | |
Eyes have been removed while you where still alive | |
Now I tear your flesh, | |
I am ripping your skin | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Fingerless hands, clenched | |
I continue to dissect | |
Blood spurting from punctured flesh | |
Your naked body stripped of skin | |
Soon you will rot | |
Insects infest your flesh |
zuo ci : Barnes, West | |
I cut your throat, wide, opening a hole in your neck | |
Your blood sprays my skin, warm and wet | |
You can' t feel your heart beating, scream no one is listening | |
I cut your tongue from your mouth | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
All is quiet as | |
I force my fist down your cut throat | |
Grabbing tendons and veins | |
I pull your insides out through your lipless mouth | |
Your stiff body is cold and still | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Violent, silence | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Haphazardly, | |
I remove your spleen and your liver | |
There is much blood | |
Eyes have been removed while you where still alive | |
Now I tear your flesh, | |
I am ripping your skin | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Fingerless hands, clenched | |
I continue to dissect | |
Blood spurting from punctured flesh | |
Your naked body stripped of skin | |
Soon you will rot | |
Insects infest your flesh |
zuò cí : Barnes, West | |
I cut your throat, wide, opening a hole in your neck | |
Your blood sprays my skin, warm and wet | |
You can' t feel your heart beating, scream no one is listening | |
I cut your tongue from your mouth | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
All is quiet as | |
I force my fist down your cut throat | |
Grabbing tendons and veins | |
I pull your insides out through your lipless mouth | |
Your stiff body is cold and still | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Violent, silence | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Haphazardly, | |
I remove your spleen and your liver | |
There is much blood | |
Eyes have been removed while you where still alive | |
Now I tear your flesh, | |
I am ripping your skin | |
Dying, you feel yourself slip away | |
Your dead body will be left, unburied | |
No one will find you, dead | |
Fingerless hands, clenched | |
I continue to dissect | |
Blood spurting from punctured flesh | |
Your naked body stripped of skin | |
Soon you will rot | |
Insects infest your flesh |