LRC歌词
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[00:12.090]Desires in conquest to
[00:16.620]Murder her maim her
[00:18.840]Progress possession in blackmail entrails to
[00:25.020]Pursuit your end for
[00:26.790]Regret with shame no end to shade
[00:30.990]Bait her in comfort complete
[00:33.900]Then move to kill
[00:35.820]Red ink
[00:38.850]Spills from her veins
[00:41.400]Your quill still draws her in
[00:46.950]Red ink
[00:48.810]Spills from her veins
[00:51.630]In curses in cursive
[00:55.710]This is regret in it's purest
[00:58.920]A simple plan here
[01:01.860]Your on the trail of the
[01:04.019]Hunted haunted now
[01:07.890]Smiling and nodding
[01:09.540]She'll go without a fight
[01:11.700]Without a fight
[01:13.980]To your delight
[01:15.180]She's unaware
[01:24.630]Unaware
[01:26.850]She's helpless in your sights
[01:40.560]Encounters
[01:41.880]Though brief
[01:43.230]Murdering heaping
[01:44.940]The coals the heat
[01:47.910]Surgery pending
[01:50.460]You're
[01:51.570]The king
[01:52.830]Of cavity quenching by
[01:55.530]Inching
[01:56.400]The tips
[01:57.690]Of fingers across the
[01:59.910]Forbidden
[02:01.260]Forbidden
[02:02.370]Forbidden
[02:14.610]I know
[02:15.660]You ache
[02:16.980]But she is alive
[02:19.410]I know
[02:20.490]You ache
[02:21.540]But she's more than a story
[02:40.800]Your entries made public
[02:51.180]Your journals in crimson
[02:59.340]Her veins filled with red ink
[03:05.730]Your quill spills in crimson
文本歌词
Desires in conquest to
Murder her maim her
Progress possession in blackmail entrails to
Pursuit your end for
Regret with shame no end to shade
Bait her in comfort complete
Then move to kill
Red ink
Spills from her veins
Your quill still draws her in
Red ink
Spills from her veins
In curses in cursive
This is regret in it's purest
A simple plan here
Your on the trail of the
Hunted haunted now
Smiling and nodding
She'll go without a fight
Without a fight
To your delight
She's unaware
Unaware
She's helpless in your sights
Encounters
Though brief
Murdering heaping
The coals the heat
Surgery pending
You're
The king
Of cavity quenching by
Inching
The tips
Of fingers across the
Forbidden
Forbidden
Forbidden
I know
You ache
But she is alive
I know
You ache
But she's more than a story
Your entries made public
Your journals in crimson
Her veins filled with red ink
Your quill spills in crimson