所属专辑:The Shape of Things to Come
歌手: My Ruin
时长: 03:08
Grotesque - My Ruin[00:00:00]
Written by:Tairrie B./Mick Murphy[00:00:00]
You've got the blood on your hands[00:00:27]
But got no right to bleed[00:00:30]
Your innocence makes me laugh[00:00:33]
I don't have what you need[00:00:36]
You search for the solution[00:00:39]
I know you'll never find[00:00:42]
Your faith has left you with an imitation of Christ[00:00:45]
Grotesque the lowest[00:00:52]
Commmon denominator[00:00:55]
Grotesque the lowest[00:00:59]
Common denominator[00:01:02]
The spirit takes hold of your body[00:01:10]
And you cry out[00:01:14]
Thrown into convulsions[00:01:16]
Your foaming at the mouth[00:01:20]
Searching for something sacred[00:01:23]
You look but all you find[00:01:26]
Is just an imitation your god has left behind[00:01:29]
Grotesque the lowest[00:01:35]
Commmon denominator[00:01:38]
Grotesque the lowest[00:01:43]
Common denominator[00:01:46]
Transending the tempral realm[00:01:56]
I will not put faith in those who call themselves poets[00:01:59]
Nor worship false idols[00:02:03]
Grotesque the lowest[00:02:29]
Commmon denominator[00:02:33]
Grotesque the lowest[00:02:36]
Common denominator[00:02:40]
What else could she do to open their eyes[00:02:52]
The blind shall see[00:02:59]
The deaf shall hear[00:03:00]
The dead shall rise[00:03:01]
Rise[00:03:03]