Climax (Explicit)歌词由Scarlett Whittemore演唱,出自专辑《These Rusted Petals (Explicit)》,下面是《Climax (Explicit)》完整版歌词!
Climax (Explicit)歌词完整版
This world is an open egg
Inside a chick lies broken, dead
Crack it apart, crack it apart
The white is black like tar
Inside is black like tar
We're standing on sinking sand
Above is the blackened, wrinkled hand of God
Oh God!
His hand has gone black and rotten
Like twisted metal and rust forgotten
He can't save us, no, he can't save us
From this pit, this hell, this burning fire
We ripped into the belly of the earth
And brewed a curse from the black within
It burns us, oh it burns us
Skewered upon the stake is the fate of the worm
Oh we thought we were gods, I'm tasting the truth in the burn
The god or the worm we transformed in the churning vortex
Into which we are born
Born as gods, little gods, we die as worms
Churned up in this burning well of the world
It smells of rot in here, it smells of rust in here
It smells of rotting dust, mush and mingle with cotton and flesh
Musty death, sopping wet with a sticky liquor that flows within
And penetrates, we venerate this blackened bilge
We burst from bloody blisters blind and stumbling
Into the world, grinding, tumbling, grinding, tumbling, tumbling
Crack open this scarlet cocoon to find the rotting black bowels within
The howling within, the howling within.