The CrowLRC
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- [ti:The Crow]
[ar:Subtle]
[al:Exiting Arm]
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[00:00.82]The Crow - Subtle
[00:12.99]A ways outside the tower and turmoil of towns,
[00:23.07]In the quiet color cutting
[00:25.37]of another spendid sunset...
[00:28.57]on the spit of wire spun between
[00:31.67]two telephone pole necks,
[00:33.95]sits an awful fevered murder of crows.
[00:37.52]Itching the dusk with the call that only they lay low,
[00:42.16]And so that day they did unwittingly dispose
[00:46.65]themselves to the appetite behind all O
[00:50.88]Men yet not comprehending their stick in the scheme
[00:54.45]of the prey-on-prey ballet of ending day...
[00:58.43]
[01:10.13]the prey-on-prey ballet of ending day
[01:14.52]prey-on-prey ballet of ending day
[01:18.21]
[01:21.35]prey-on-prey ballet of ending day
[01:25.95]prey-on-prey ballet of ending day
[01:37.72]
[01:43.23]several thousand thick
[01:45.12]in a fit,
[01:46.44]of everything but empty.
[01:49.17]Those crows sicked, their starving wings
[01:51.51]on choking out the sun fall's sinking pinks...
[01:55.26]Surrounded by the wellwater black
[01:58.84]of near night and become,
[02:00.89]Those crows dove into the quiet
[02:03.75]of the half sunken in sun.
[02:06.56]To set themselves against
[02:08.76]the same take-spark that aches in men.
[02:12.05]their die, their dive, and their dire
[02:15.29]became them...
[02:22.03]
[02:23.53]and all that barged into the sunset's wellwater
[02:26.16]pith of a sky semming what if, were spit back out
[02:29.60]to dom and sing as flocks of forks wiht wing.
[02:32.79]An obvious and ominous earth ode and
[02:34.98]Threat to the soaring sordid appetite of man...
[02:40.01]The sky has always been a complex
[02:43.26]death of all its hunting things,
[02:47.11]And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow
[02:53.12]
[02:55.60]And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow
[03:03.31]
[03:04.33]And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow
[03:11.94]
[03:12.76]And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow
[03:18.68]
[03:40.24]陈先生 QQ：1552195557
The Crow歌词
- 歌词名称：The Crow
- 演唱歌手：Subtle
- 歌词专辑：Exiting Arm
- The Crow - Subtle
A ways outside the tower and turmoil of towns,
In the quiet color cutting
of another spendid sunset...
on the spit of wire spun between
two telephone pole necks,
sits an awful fevered murder of crows.
Itching the dusk with the call that only they lay low,
And so that day they did unwittingly dispose
themselves to the appetite behind all O
Men yet not comprehending their stick in the scheme
of the prey-on-prey ballet of ending day...
the prey-on-prey ballet of ending day
prey-on-prey ballet of ending day
prey-on-prey ballet of ending day
prey-on-prey ballet of ending day
several thousand thick
in a fit,
of everything but empty.
Those crows sicked, their starving wings
on choking out the sun fall's sinking pinks...
Surrounded by the wellwater black
of near night and become,
the same take-spark that aches in men.
Those crows dove into the quiet
of the half sunken in sun.
To set themselves against
their die, their dive, and their dire
became them...
and all that barged into the sunset's wellwater
pith of a sky semming what if, were spit back out
to dom and sing as flocks of forks wiht wing.
An obvious and ominous earth ode and
Threat to the soaring sordid appetite of man...
The sky has always been a complex
death of all its hunting things,
And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow
And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow
And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow
And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow
陈先生 QQ：1552195557
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