九酷音乐网Exercises in Futility I歌词
The great truth is there isn't one
And it only gets worse since that conclusion
The irony of being an extension to nothing
And the force of inertia is now a vital factor
And there is despair underneath each and every action
Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
I envy the maggots
Their stuff at least sticks together
Better than laudations of misinformed seers
And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with
It's like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx
With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil
After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs
And I don't even remember which brink is which
The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence
Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison
Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
And there is despair underneath each and every action
Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on Thanatos, sit still
It's the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life
There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind
As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others
And it only gets worse since that conclusion
The irony of being an extension to nothing
And the force of inertia is now a vital factor
And there is despair underneath each and every action
Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
I envy the maggots
Their stuff at least sticks together
Better than laudations of misinformed seers
And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with
It's like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx
With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil
After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs
And I don't even remember which brink is which
The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence
Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison
Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
And there is despair underneath each and every action
Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on Thanatos, sit still
It's the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life
There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind
As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others
Exercises in Futility ILRC歌词
[00:00.000]
[00:59.694]The great truth is there isn't one
[01:05.773]And it only gets worse since that conclusion
[01:12.723]The irony of being an extension to nothing
[01:18.490]And the force of inertia is now a vital factor
[01:25.423]
[01:48.308]And there is despair underneath each and every action
[01:55.170]Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[02:01.225]Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[02:08.030]And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
[02:13.267]
[02:38.000]I envy the maggots
[02:43.911]Their stuff at least sticks together
[02:49.630]Better than laudations of misinformed seers
[02:55.312]And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with
[03:00.578]
[03:01.193]It's like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx
[03:07.240]With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil
[03:13.181]After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs
[03:19.901]And I don't even remember which brink is which
[03:25.601]
[04:14.196]The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence
[04:25.500]Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison
[04:35.020]
[05:00.200]And there is despair underneath each and every action
[05:00.182]Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[05:13.219]Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[05:19.918]And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
[05:25.279]
[05:49.526]The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on Thanatos, sit still
[06:01.984]It's the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life
[06:13.600]
[06:38.026]There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind
[06:49.836]As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others
[07:02.303]
[00:59.694]The great truth is there isn't one
[01:05.773]And it only gets worse since that conclusion
[01:12.723]The irony of being an extension to nothing
[01:18.490]And the force of inertia is now a vital factor
[01:25.423]
[01:48.308]And there is despair underneath each and every action
[01:55.170]Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[02:01.225]Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[02:08.030]And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
[02:13.267]
[02:38.000]I envy the maggots
[02:43.911]Their stuff at least sticks together
[02:49.630]Better than laudations of misinformed seers
[02:55.312]And those are lengthy annals of shame that we work with
[03:00.578]
[03:01.193]It's like dumping dead meat at the brink of Styx
[03:07.240]With a barge that we made of what was left of Yggdrasil
[03:13.181]After veterans of spiritual revolts were done with their armchairs
[03:19.901]And I don't even remember which brink is which
[03:25.601]
[04:14.196]The odour of sanctity is just refined stench of existence
[04:25.500]Shining pearl of Augeas' crown pales in comparison
[04:35.020]
[05:00.200]And there is despair underneath each and every action
[05:00.182]Each and every attempt to pierce the armour of numbness
[05:13.219]Burning bridges becomes a habit to support
[05:19.918]And the front line expands like there's no tomorrow
[05:25.279]
[05:49.526]The grotesque eagles of misfortune, well fed on Thanatos, sit still
[06:01.984]It's the dignity of scavengers at the ever growing garbage dump of life
[06:13.600]
[06:38.026]There is something about the rigid posture of a proper, authentic blind
[06:49.836]As if extended arms reached to pass his blindness onto others
[07:02.303]
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歌曲名：Exercises in Futility I 歌手：Mgła 所属专辑：《Exercises in Futility》
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