《The Path of Least Persistence》歌词

[00:00:00] There goes your mother and her plague

[00:00:05] What a terrible display

[00:00:09] Of a charcoaled tongue

[00:00:10] That wouldn't lend a hand

[00:00:15] Though this dead was a thoughtless act

[00:00:20] With alcohol intact

[00:00:22] Quietly she seeks the day to pass

[00:00:37] With those stitches that you clean

[00:00:45] You hold your flag of your doleful plea

[00:00:52] Now there's nothing left to recall

[00:01:02] A fruitless title bestowed

[00:01:08] Amongst someone you could never know

[00:01:14] In this plight of this dismay

[00:01:19] This thickness of your plague

[00:01:23] She's a realm that's lost her way