The Human Abstract This World Is A Tomb
The Human Abstract-This World Is A TombLRC歌词
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- [ti:This World Is A Tomb]
[ar:The Human Abstract]
[al:Midheaven]
[by:linn.pro]
[00:01.61]The Human Abstract - This World Is A Tomb
[00:13.91]
[00:14.13]制作：卜超 QQ：6313827
[00:27.24]
[00:29.82]Slaving for my solace of mind,
[00:36.55]digging in the sand until there's blood on my hands,
[00:43.19]Careless to the state I'm in, I've so long been alone.
[00:54.06]I can't go on.
[00:57.86]
[01:02.75]Rain down and cleanse my soul.
[01:07.45]Flow like a river.
[02:44.59][01:10.96]
[02:45.01][01:13.27]Forging insight by pagan torchlight, in cadence warlike,
[02:54.54][01:22.90]We draw tears from the sky, because the well's run dry.
[01:39.91]I've spread out my seed, its gone in all directions.
[01:46.60]It starts to feel like the promised land is a fantasy
[01:52.43]And heaven has been swallowed by the desert.
[01:58.58]In a drought without submission, not a cloud in the sky,
[02:05.12]This course keeps getting harder, the more I try.
[02:10.86]I dig up dry bones, and the corpses cry,
[02:14.71]As they open their eyes to see the world's decay.
[02:20.55]This world's a tomb.
[02:22.18]There's a clamor in my heart and its over.
[02:27.39]Where is my prize, my promised prize?
[03:43.25]
The Human Abstract-This World Is A Tomb歌词
- 歌词名称：This World Is A Tomb
- 演唱歌手：The Human Abstract
- 歌词专辑：Midheaven
- The Human Abstract - This World Is A Tomb
制作：卜超 QQ：6313827
Slaving for my solace of mind,
digging in the sand until there's blood on my hands,
Careless to the state I'm in, I've so long been alone.
I can't go on.
Rain down and cleanse my soul.
Flow like a river.
Forging insight by pagan torchlight, in cadence warlike,
We draw tears from the sky, because the well's run dry.
I've spread out my seed, its gone in all directions.
It starts to feel like the promised land is a fantasy
And heaven has been swallowed by the desert.
In a drought without submission, not a cloud in the sky,
This course keeps getting harder, the more I try.
I dig up dry bones, and the corpses cry,
As they open their eyes to see the world's decay.
This world's a tomb.
There's a clamor in my heart and its over.
Where is my prize, my promised prize?
Forging insight by pagan torchlight, in cadence warlike,
We draw tears from the sky, because the well's run dry.
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