In a crucifiction ecstasy
Lying cross chequed in agony
Stigmata bleed continuously
Holes in head, hands, feet, and weep for me
Stigmata oh you sordid sight
Look into your crimson orifice
In holy remembrance
In scarlet bliss
Father, son, and holy ghost
Stigmata Martyr
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:23.70]In a crucifiction ecstasy
[00:27.28]Lying cross chequed in agony
[00:30.85]Stigmata bleed continuously
[00:34.61]Holes in head, hands, feet, and weep for me
[00:41.68]Stigmata oh you sordid sight
[00:48.89]Look into your crimson orifice
[00:52.92]In holy remembrance
[00:55.76]In scarlet bliss
[01:23.71]Father, son, and holy ghost
[01:26.54]Stigmata Martyr
📝 纯歌词版本
In a crucifiction ecstasy
Lying cross chequed in agony
Stigmata bleed continuously
Holes in head, hands, feet, and weep for me
Stigmata oh you sordid sight
Look into your crimson orifice
In holy remembrance
In scarlet bliss
Father, son, and holy ghost
Stigmata Martyr
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:23.70]In a crucifiction ecstasy
[00:27.28]Lying cross chequed in agony
[00:30.85]Stigmata bleed continuously
[00:34.61]Holes in head, hands, feet, and weep for me
[00:41.68]Stigmata oh you sordid sight
[00:48.89]Look into your crimson orifice
[00:52.92]In holy remembrance
[00:55.76]In scarlet bliss
[01:23.71]Father, son, and holy ghost
[01:26.54]Stigmata Martyr
Terror couple kill colonel
Terror couple kill colonel
His eyes were heavy,he carried a card
One couple question
The other discharged
Terror couple kil...
His eyes were heavy
He carried a card
One couple question
The other discharged
Terror couple kill colonel
in his West German home
Three shots from thr...
Consider green lakes
And the idiocy of clocks
Someone shot nostalgia in the back
Someone shot our innocence
And all our colors have run
A broken arrow...
I was never told why
Each journey lasts an age
And my throat feels dry
It must be the lesson
Hidden deep inside
It must be the lesson
So roll the tide...
All we ever wanted was everything
All we ever got was cold
Get up, eat jelly
Sandwich bars, and barbed wire
Squash every week into a day
The sound of ...
Caressing bent up to the jug again
with sheaths and pills
Invading all those stills in a hovel of a bed
I will scream in vain
Oh please miss lane, lea...
In a crucifiction ecstasy
Lying cross chequed in agony
Stigmata bleed continuously
Holes in head,hands,feet,and weep for me
Stigmata oh you sordid sig...
White on white translucent black capes
Back on the rack
Bela Lugosi's dead
The bats have left the bell tower
The victims have been bled
Red velvet lin...