《Locust》歌词

[00:07:39] Sweet caress,

[00:07:39] Grazes my skin.

[00:07:39] It's loveless,

[00:07:39] These hooks sink in.

[00:07:39] Behind an angel's disguise,

[00:07:39] An insect preys.

[00:07:39] Mandibles cut like a knife,

[00:07:39] The reckoning.

[00:07:39] Forming clouds, their shadow shrouds.

[00:07:39] Louder the tattered wings they sound.

[00:07:39] Descending down.

[00:07:39] Down they come, the swarm of locust.

[00:07:39] Skies above converge to choke us.

[00:07:39] Feast of souls consume the harvest.

[00:07:39] Young and old, suffer unto the locust.

[00:07:39] Surrender,

[00:07:39] These veins are bled.

[00:07:39] Devoured,

[00:07:39] Nothing sacred.

[00:07:39] Strings pull the marionettes,

[00:07:39] See how they dance,

[00:07:39] Upon the winds that beget,

[00:07:39] Our pestilence.

[00:07:39] Forming clouds, their shadow shrouds.

[00:07:39] Louder the tattered wings they sound.

[00:07:39] Descending down.

[00:07:39] Down they come, the swarm of locust.

[00:07:39] Skies above converge to choke us.

[00:07:39] Feast of souls consume the harvest.

[00:07:39] Young and old, suffer unto the locust.

[00:07:39] Bleeding from my eyes,

[00:07:39] This plague is sent to erase us.

[00:07:39] Bleeding from inside,

[00:07:39] These vermin can't infiltrate us.

[00:07:39] Faith appears and holds a candle,

[00:07:39] Hark, the angels sing.

[00:07:39] Forming clouds, their shadow shrouds.

[00:07:39] Louder the tattered wings they sound.

[00:07:39] Tear the veil,

[00:07:39] The lies derail.

[00:07:39] Purity ever will prevail.

[00:07:39] Trumpets sound,

[00:07:39] The shattered crown,

[00:07:39] Halos of truth,

[00:07:39] Now they surround,

[00:07:39] The charade comes down.

[00:07:39] Down they come, the swarm of locust.

[00:07:39] Skies above converge to choke us.

[00:07:39] Feast of souls consume the harvest.

[00:07:39] Young and old, suffer unto the locust.

[00:07:39] Down they come, the swarm of locust.

[00:07:39] Skies above converge to choke us.

[00:07:39] Feast of souls consume the harvest.

[00:07:39] Young and old, suffer unto the locust.