Postmortem - Slayer.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Hanneman
[00:37.376]Funeral held for the depression of man，
[00:40.781]Holds the key to his own death，
[00:44.250]Entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived，
[00:47.703]Tighten the tourniquet around your neck，
[00:51.157]Sifting away the debris of hated life，
[00:54.094]Cold touch of death begins to chill your spine，
[00:57.846]Seekin' life beyond your perishment，
[01:00.828]Repeating words echoing through your mind，
[01:18.953]Chanting lines of blind witchery，
[01:22.126]To save yourself from extinction，
[01:25.876]Wanting to die is your reason to live，
[01:29.331]New life born from the oppressed，
[01:32.861]Taste your blood as it trickles through the air，
[01:35.859]Another casualty beyond the shadows you fall，
[01:39.828]Losing ground, the fate you feel it draws near，
[01:43.018]Fatality, reality, await the final call，
[02:52.443]My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it，
[02:54.632]Skeletons in my mind commence tearing at my sanity，
[02:56.583]Vessels in my brain carry death until' my birth，
[02:58.445]Come and die with me forever hare insanity，
[03:03.801]Do you want to die?
[03:08.912]The waves of blood are rushing near, pounding at the walls of lies，
[03:10.771]Turning off my sanity, reaching back into my mind，
[03:13.396]Non-rising body from the grave showing new reality，
[03:15.255]What I am, what，
[03:15.694]I want? I'm only after death。

文本歌词

作曲 : Hanneman
Funeral held for the depression of man，
Holds the key to his own death，
Entering a tomb of a corpse yet conceived，
Tighten the tourniquet around your neck，
Sifting away the debris of hated life，
Cold touch of death begins to chill your spine，
Seekin' life beyond your perishment，
Repeating words echoing through your mind，
Chanting lines of blind witchery，
To save yourself from extinction，
Wanting to die is your reason to live，
New life born from the oppressed，
Taste your blood as it trickles through the air，
Another casualty beyond the shadows you fall，
Losing ground, the fate you feel it draws near，
Fatality, reality, await the final call，
My sinful glare at nothing holds thoughts of death behind it，
Skeletons in my mind commence tearing at my sanity，
Vessels in my brain carry death until' my birth，
Come and die with me forever hare insanity，
Do you want to die?
The waves of blood are rushing near, pounding at the walls of lies，
Turning off my sanity, reaching back into my mind，
Non-rising body from the grave showing new reality，
What I am, what，
I want? I'm only after death。