Locust - Machine Head.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Phil Demmel/Robert Flynn
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Phil Demmel/Robert Flynn
[00:00.00] 制作人 : Robert Flynn
[00:00.00]Locust （虫）-Machine Head
[01:13.818]Sweet caress
[01:17.798]Grazes my scam
[01:21.917]It's loveless
[01:25.747]These obsica
[01:29.747]Behind an angels the skies
[01:33.747]And it's a price
[01:37.417]It almost cut like a knife
[01:41.707]The reckoning
[01:44.67]Forming clouds
[01:46.137]The shattered sounds
[01:48.297]Out of the tattered wings they sound
[01:52.227]Descending
[01:55.437]Down take of
[01:57.286]The soul of locusts
[01:59.496]Skies above conforms and choke us
[02:03.396]Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
[02:09.895]Suffer onto the locusts
[02:15.917]Surrender
[02:20.37]These things of blood
[02:24.237]Devoir
[02:28.117]Nothing save red
[02:31.866]Strait fold the memories annex
[02:36.66]See how they dance
[02:40.36]Upon the wings that we get
[02:44.86]Our best in less
[02:46.546]Forming clouds
[02:48.426]The shatter sounds
[02:50.516]Out of the tattered wings they sound
[02:54.566]Descending
[02:57.696]Down take of
[02:59.516]The soul of locusts
[03:01.826]Skies above conforms and choke us
[03:05.736]Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
[03:12.226]Suffer onto the locusts
[03:17.232]Bleeding from my eyes
[03:21.671]This plague is send to arranges
[03:24.871]Bleeding from inside
[03:29.541]These forming came to betrayed us
[03:34.386]Take the pills and holes and kind run
[03:41.276]How the angels sung
[05:32.680]Forming clouds
[05:34.490]The shatter shrouds
[05:36.580]Out of the tattered wings they sound
[05:40.460]Tattered feel
[05:42.300]The lies the will
[05:44.320]Human ever will prevail
[05:48.30]Tumbling down
[05:49.880]The shattered ground
[05:51.889]They knows a truth
[05:53.99]And race around
[05:55.409]The shored comes down
[06:06.159]Down take of
[06:08.239]The soul of locusts
[06:10.429]Skies above conforms and choke us
[06:14.339]Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
[06:20.49]Suffer onto the locusts
[06:22.379]Down take of
[06:23.799]The soul of locusts
[06:26.79]Skies above conforms and choke us
[06:29.879]Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
[06:36.279]Suffer onto the locusts
[07:31.32] 主人声 : Robert Flynn
[07:32.15] 和声 : Adam Duce/Phil Demmel
[07:32.98] 贝斯 : Adam Duce
[07:33.81] 母带工程师 : Ted Jensen
[07:34.65] 鼓 : Dave McClain
[07:35.48] 混音工程师 : Juan Urteaga/Robert Flynn

文本歌词

作词 : Phil Demmel/Robert Flynn
作曲 : Phil Demmel/Robert Flynn
制作人 : Robert Flynn
Locust （虫）-Machine Head
Sweet caress
Grazes my scam
It's loveless
These obsica
Behind an angels the skies
And it's a price
It almost cut like a knife
The reckoning
Forming clouds
The shattered sounds
Out of the tattered wings they sound
Descending
Down take of
The soul of locusts
Skies above conforms and choke us
Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
Suffer onto the locusts
Surrender
These things of blood
Devoir
Nothing save red
Strait fold the memories annex
See how they dance
Upon the wings that we get
Our best in less
Forming clouds
The shatter sounds
Out of the tattered wings they sound
Descending
Down take of
The soul of locusts
Skies above conforms and choke us
Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
Suffer onto the locusts
Bleeding from my eyes
This plague is send to arranges
Bleeding from inside
These forming came to betrayed us
Take the pills and holes and kind run
How the angels sung
Forming clouds
The shatter shrouds
Out of the tattered wings they sound
Tattered feel
The lies the will
Human ever will prevail
Tumbling down
The shattered ground
They knows a truth
And race around
The shored comes down
Down take of
The soul of locusts
Skies above conforms and choke us
Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
Suffer onto the locusts
Down take of
The soul of locusts
Skies above conforms and choke us
Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
Suffer onto the locusts
主人声 : Robert Flynn
和声 : Adam Duce/Phil Demmel
贝斯 : Adam Duce
母带工程师 : Ted Jensen
鼓 : Dave McClain
混音工程师 : Juan Urteaga/Robert Flynn