| Song | Drip Drip |
| Artist | Comus |
| Album | First Utterance |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Wootten | |
| You dangling swinging | |
| Hanging, spinning aftermath | |
| Your soft white flesh turns past me, slaked with blood | |
| Your evil eyes, more damning than a demons curse | |
| Your lovely body, soon caked with mud | |
| As I carry you to your grave, my arms your hearse | |
| You stand before me defenseless | |
| Your stare unchanging silent, cold, intense | |
| Sears my brain | |
| Drip drip | |
| From your sagging lip | |
| Liquid red | |
| Down your body spread | |
| Your soft breast glistens | |
| Your deep navel fountains | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Like a plane over mountains | |
| In a clearing | |
| Where the sun rays dance amongst | |
| Forest dense secrets | |
| You will softly rest | |
| Your pale beauty enshrined | |
| By the sweet glade | |
| Your body at peace | |
| Even the earth will fill the crack | |
| Where entered my blade | |
| Where entered my blade | |
| Yea shall I cut you down | |
| Yea 'twould be your last physical communion | |
| I'll be gentle | |
| And not hurt you | |
| Drip drip | |
| From your sagging lip | |
| Liquid red | |
| Down your body spread | |
| Your soft breast glistens | |
| Your deep navel fountains | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Like a plane over mountains |
| zuo qu : Wootten | |
| You dangling swinging | |
| Hanging, spinning aftermath | |
| Your soft white flesh turns past me, slaked with blood | |
| Your evil eyes, more damning than a demons curse | |
| Your lovely body, soon caked with mud | |
| As I carry you to your grave, my arms your hearse | |
| You stand before me defenseless | |
| Your stare unchanging silent, cold, intense | |
| Sears my brain | |
| Drip drip | |
| From your sagging lip | |
| Liquid red | |
| Down your body spread | |
| Your soft breast glistens | |
| Your deep navel fountains | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Like a plane over mountains | |
| In a clearing | |
| Where the sun rays dance amongst | |
| Forest dense secrets | |
| You will softly rest | |
| Your pale beauty enshrined | |
| By the sweet glade | |
| Your body at peace | |
| Even the earth will fill the crack | |
| Where entered my blade | |
| Where entered my blade | |
| Yea shall I cut you down | |
| Yea ' twould be your last physical communion | |
| I' ll be gentle | |
| And not hurt you | |
| Drip drip | |
| From your sagging lip | |
| Liquid red | |
| Down your body spread | |
| Your soft breast glistens | |
| Your deep navel fountains | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Like a plane over mountains |
| zuò qǔ : Wootten | |
| You dangling swinging | |
| Hanging, spinning aftermath | |
| Your soft white flesh turns past me, slaked with blood | |
| Your evil eyes, more damning than a demons curse | |
| Your lovely body, soon caked with mud | |
| As I carry you to your grave, my arms your hearse | |
| You stand before me defenseless | |
| Your stare unchanging silent, cold, intense | |
| Sears my brain | |
| Drip drip | |
| From your sagging lip | |
| Liquid red | |
| Down your body spread | |
| Your soft breast glistens | |
| Your deep navel fountains | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Like a plane over mountains | |
| In a clearing | |
| Where the sun rays dance amongst | |
| Forest dense secrets | |
| You will softly rest | |
| Your pale beauty enshrined | |
| By the sweet glade | |
| Your body at peace | |
| Even the earth will fill the crack | |
| Where entered my blade | |
| Where entered my blade | |
| Yea shall I cut you down | |
| Yea ' twould be your last physical communion | |
| I' ll be gentle | |
| And not hurt you | |
| Drip drip | |
| From your sagging lip | |
| Liquid red | |
| Down your body spread | |
| Your soft breast glistens | |
| Your deep navel fountains | |
| Your shadow over chair | |
| Like a plane over mountains |