标题:Closed Casket Requiem
艺人:The Black Dahlia Murder
专辑:Unhallowed
作词:The Black Dahlia Murder
作曲:Black Dahlia Murder ...
制谱人:Jarrett Krauss (deafby21)
drums and bass as accurate as possible, though i slapped them together in a matter of minutes.
节拍:♩ = 120
Dear diary, tonight will be our last My hands are itching for razors My angel, this knife shall carve thee wings Consumed by sickness, I ache to see your blood The hour approaches when I shall lay a nest inside of you Sliced open I lay waste to my desires Sweet entrails are scooped onto the tile And in my dreams I hold your head beneath the waves After you've died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck You enter me in death's perpetual embrace Skin tightens in the throes of lust And in my dreams I cut your mouth from ear to ear Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room How splendidly I carve into your tender heart Shuddering between the sheets For weeks I've watched you, perched above your sleeping form As I caress your perfection My angel, I'll tear your insides out My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones I cannot subside 'til I have suckled every inch of you Your features now glazed in your own blood My fingers find home amongst your guts And in my dreams I hold your head beneath the waves After you've died, I kiss the nape of your porcelain neck You enter me in death's perpetual embrace Skin tightens in the throes of lust And in my dreams I cut your mouth from ear to ear Dissecting your angelic body in the quiet of your room How splendidly I carve into your tender heart Shuddering between the sheets Whisper your name as you awaken your throat gasps, your skin recoils We shall be intertwined, entangled in our love Murder beckons as time stops with your voice "I'll love you forever" -- and forever it shall be The knives begin singing, they're weeping for your flesh The pinnacle of obsession is clawing at the fibers of my mind The rampant state of elation is heightened by the paleness of your cries With a promise of absolution, my thoughts are tangled in my creations With a promise of unequaled pleasure, reason is twisting The knives are crooning for this perfect end For weeks I've watched you, perched above your sleeping form As I caress your perfection My angel, I'll tear your insides out My mind is flooding, the marrow of your bones I cannot subside 'til I have suckled every inch of you I feel the fibers stretch and tear Unbridled climax is achieved I've waited so long for this moment The euphoric act of suicide -- suicide!
