作曲 : Efrim Menuck The state and its love and genocide The varied pressures of its caress Onto certain bodies Onto helpless bodies The state and its love and violence The varied pressures of its defense Onto certain bodies Onto helpless bodies And o, how it rained last night And in the morning, between the mounds The puddles held the sun Where the birds sipped the puddles were crimson And o, how it rained last night And in the morning, between the mounds The puddles held the sun Where the birds sipped the puddles were crimson And all across the world was holy dark And all across the world was holy dark We're carried by the drift We're carried by the drift编辑于2023/12/15更新