笨小笨Horus歌词由My Only Venus演唱，出自专辑《Horus》，下面是《Horus》完整版歌词！
Horus歌词完整版
Sick and starved bearing no reason
Poisoned thoughts lacking cohesion
What are you looking for in this barren wasteland?
Are you looking for lost treasures?
Are you hoping you'll find pleasure?
Turn your back before you become one with the sand
(one with the sand)
Soon enough you'll start to crumble
Too late to realize...
Pick up the pieces or throw them away
You're too far gone and there's nothing to say
You thought you were ready, you came here so bold
Now watch as you loose control!
Thrown yourself out in the endless unknown
No one to help, you are here all alone
So give up your hope because soon you will be
One with the sand!
'Cause there's nothing here!
Nothing but dust, ruins and symbols of death from the past
Nothing here!
Nothing but pain.
The heat and the sun-stroke will make you insane.
Lost in your fever dream, searching and as it seems
The great oasis is drawing near...
A promise you're seeking while looks are deceiving
Your madness misleading, you're stuck here still...
With my eyes I watch all, what once was and will be
(I can see what becomes of you. You know my words speak only truth)
Now behold!
For you wonder what my eyes see
(Do you wonder what my eyes see?)
I see death that will follow, your corpse soulless hollow, the desert will swallow you whole!
It doesn't matter if you
Swore to come back when you conquered the sand
In the name of a God all the storms you'll withstand
Or just running away because you'll find out soon that you're
Heading towards your doom!
Thrown yourself out in the endless unknown
No one to help, you are here all alone
So give up your hope because soon you will be
One with the sand!
'Cause there's nothing here!
Nothing but dust, ruins and symbols of death from the past
Nothing here!
Nothing but pain.
The heat and the sun-stroke will make you insane.
Oh, Watcher of Sand, guide me through this nightmare!
They ask me in so many tongues...
Oh, You of the Sky, please, don't let me die!They scream from the top of their lungs!
Give me hope, give me shelter, give me hunt, pouring rain
Let nothing but good things remain!
You want gold, you want it all, you want fame to obtain?
It's a shame I'm the cause of your pain!
Fools...
Always soaring the sky, I flock heathens who pass by
I'll lead them towards what they seek...
But the promise's a lie and they all ask me why
As i pluck their eyes out with my beak!
For their words are profane and they sully my name
I rejoice in their suffering...
Even buried in sand up to neck, on dying breath, they beg and they beg for my help!
Fools!
You are asking for help from a bird of prey!
Fools!
You are asking for help from a bird of prey!
Fools!
There's no mercy or pity in my domain!
Fools!
You are asking for help from a bird of prey!
