LRC歌词
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[00:16.800]Neon black tanks grope the skyline
[00:40.920]Neon black cocks rot into poison wine
[00:48.990]Neon black flowers on the mass grave
[00:52.050]Neon black corpses stacked eclipse the horizon
[00:57.000]Neon black whip war gang hiss
[01:00.450]While devastator sips from the crystal chalice
[01:05.010]Neon black lemonade drip drips from his grin crammed with cool charm
[01:11.130]Culture and opulence
[01:15.390]The bayonets clamor on all night hemming scars into the hillside
[01:35.100]Devastator sleeps under satin sheets
[01:37.800]Death campaigns are a f**king gold mine
[01:38.610]And all the swine at the cabaret lick their lips as they clap along
[01:41.460]Devastator in a negligee does a strip tease while he sings this song:
[01:49.500]Everybody needs a little devastation
[01:53.010]Neon black dirt in the garden
[01:56.130]All the roses blossom into skulls this season
[02:00.330]Neon black branches hanging from the trees
[02:03.810]Every limb is empty robbed of pleasant memories
[02:12.120]The fields are throbbing fresh cut bruises
[02:19.560]Devastator violates with dirty fingers
[02:22.860]Neon black flames cook the calm air
[02:26.310]The party's over what was your favorite gift
[02:30.360]Neon black future charging like a bull with a funeral bouqet ready to explode
文本歌词
Neon black tanks grope the skyline
Neon black cocks rot into poison wine
Neon black flowers on the mass grave
Neon black corpses stacked eclipse the horizon
Neon black whip war gang hiss
While devastator sips from the crystal chalice
Neon black lemonade drip drips from his grin crammed with cool charm
Culture and opulence
The bayonets clamor on all night hemming scars into the hillside
Devastator sleeps under satin sheets
Death campaigns are a f**king gold mine
And all the swine at the cabaret lick their lips as they clap along
Devastator in a negligee does a strip tease while he sings this song:
Everybody needs a little devastation
Neon black dirt in the garden
All the roses blossom into skulls this season
Neon black branches hanging from the trees
Every limb is empty robbed of pleasant memories
The fields are throbbing fresh cut bruises
Devastator violates with dirty fingers
Neon black flames cook the calm air
The party's over what was your favorite gift
Neon black future charging like a bull with a funeral bouqet ready to explode