The Blight歌词

my earthly womb in your monolith
you've got it sewn, bunching at my hips
my earthly womb in your monolith
you've got it sewn, bunching at my hips
my earthly womb in your monolith
you've got it sewn, bunching at my hips
my earthly womb in your monolith
you've got it sewn, bunching at my hips
i ventured to your city to meet you at your throne
but i'm stuck inside your vestibule with no way to atone
i gnashed my vexing jowl at the suffragette crown
the temple steps above my cringe
the temple steps beneath my scowl
and what's the use of pleading thirst,
i see you drinking from my cup
you're not the flesh i was after so i try scraping off the blight
can't get no passage to my terminus when i'm dying every night
so don't perspire with excitement
in fact don't perspire at all
the jewel of my retribution makes empires rise and fall
how could you defy these precious little ones
the very ones that show you love
i know you've got that filament
so how could you defy these precious little ones
somethings got a hold on me, about to breech the seat
you're not the flesh i was after so i try scraping off the blight
can't get no passage to my terminus when i'm dying every night
so don't perspire with excitement
in fact don't perspire at all
if the drones become enlightened
you'll have such a noble swarm... 编辑于2010/12/17更新