Skeptic at the feast in ashes
Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball
Funeral parlour guests invited
Mourning poorly worn by all
Old and mouldy words of passion
Savage Rose destroyed them all
Wrote her fate in neon captions
Slender sender made me crawl
Playmate of the
Mouth expected
Passionata bless the small
Baby sandwich soaped for comfort
Slippery sliding ten feet tall
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:11.34]Skeptic at the feast in ashes
[00:18.21]Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball
[00:25.56]Funeral parlour guests invited
[00:26.73]Mourning poorly worn by all
[00:59.67]Old and mouldy words of passion
[01:04.74]Savage Rose destroyed them all
[01:13.98]Wrote her fate in neon captions
[01:21.18]Slender sender made me crawl
[01:56.85]Playmate of the
[01:57.15]Mouth expected
[01:57.51]Passionata bless the small
[01:58.08]Baby sandwich soaped for comfort
[01:58.80]Slippery sliding ten feet tall
Skeptic at the feast in ashes
Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball
Funeral parlour guests invited
Mourning poorly worn by all
Old and mouldy words of passion
Savage Rose destroyed them all
Wrote her fate in neon captions
Slender sender made me crawl
Playmate of the
Mouth expected
Passionata bless the small
Baby sandwich soaped for comfort
Slippery sliding ten feet tall
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[00:11.34]Skeptic at the feast in ashes
[00:18.21]Huntsmen at the voyeurs' ball
[00:25.56]Funeral parlour guests invited
[00:26.73]Mourning poorly worn by all
[00:59.67]Old and mouldy words of passion
[01:04.74]Savage Rose destroyed them all
[01:13.98]Wrote her fate in neon captions
[01:21.18]Slender sender made me crawl
[01:56.85]Playmate of the
[01:57.15]Mouth expected
[01:57.51]Passionata bless the small
[01:58.08]Baby sandwich soaped for comfort
[01:58.80]Slippery sliding ten feet tall
Still scowling black
Good captain clack
Must eat his humble pie
His bed is made
The colours fade
His eyes once wet are dry
The naked muse
Who sits and...
(brooker / reid)
The devil came from kansas. where he went to i can't say
Though i teach i'm not a preacher, and i aim to stay that way
There's a monk...
(Brooker / Fisher / Reid)
I'm sore in need of saving grace.
Be kind and humour me
And grief and laughter, strange but true
Although they die, they sel...
It was all once bright jewels
And glittering sand
The oceans have ravaged
And strangled the land
Waste fills the temples,
Dead daughters are born
The ...
It seems as clear as yesterday
We saw it in a dream
But dream became insanity
An awful gaping scream
So sad to see such emptiness
So sad to see such t...
(brooker / reid)
She wandered through the garden fence
And said, 'i've brought at great expense
A potion guaranteed to bring
Relief from all your suff...
(fisher / reid)
We'll hoist a hand, becalmed upon a troubled sea
'make haste to your funeral,' cries the valkyrie
We'll hoist a hand or drown amidst t...
They say this fair city has ten thousand souls
Some live in mansions
And some live in holes
Some eat from silver
And some eat from gold
Some sift thro...