Lirik Lagu That Which Erodes The Most Tender - The Black Dahlia Murder
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TIPS PENCARIAN LIRIK FAVORIT ANDA
ANDA MENGETAHUI JUDUL DAN NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketikkan nama penyanyi dan judul lagu, berikan tanda kutip di judul lagu, misal: Yovie "Menjaga Hati";
- bila tidak berhasil, coba untuk mengilangkan tanda kutip, misal: Yovie Menjaga Hati; atau
- dapat juga dengan mengeklik menu A B C D.., lalu cari berdasarkan nama artis. Yovie dimulai dengan Y, klik Y. Lihat daftar lagu, dan dapatkan yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI NAMA PENYANYI
- Ketik nama penyanyi, misal: YOVIE, akan muncul banyak halaman, telusuri dan pilih dari halaman-halaman tersebut; atau
- klik menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis Y, cari Yovie, dan cari lirik yang Anda cari.
ANDA TAK MENGETAHUI JUDUL LAGU, TAPI MENGETAHUI SYAIR
- Ketikkan penggalan syair yang Anda ketahui, misal:
Tanpamu tiada berarti
Tak mampu lagi berdiri
Cahaya kasihmu menuntunku
Kembali dalam dekapan tanganmu - Masukkan kata-kata penting. Misal: tiada berarti berdiri cahaya dekapan.
- Hindari kata-kata yang berkemungkinan memiliki ada dua versi atau lebih. Misal: tanpamu dapat ditulis tanpa mu.
TETAP TIDAK DAPAT MENEMUKAN LIRIK YANG ANDA CARI
- Pilih menu A B C D E ... berdasarkan nama artis atau judul lagu.
- Bila masih tidak dapat menemukan lirik yang Anda cari, mungkin kami bisa membantu Anda. Silakan menghubungi kami.
Won't you rest your ruined head my weary childThis would twas not for theeI send you now the promised landNot one breath did you heave stilly born
Unto this earth sleeping so soundly in my armsA slug-like trail of ochre fluids where we've dancedThe sun is setting now I hold a modest hand in vainMy lung emit a sighWhat fiend would take these tiny eyes and show them to the darkGods just a lie
Never born into this den of sinThat which erodes the most tender of thingsAfter the eve have fallenThe lights are sinking lowShadows would hide that lifeIn him could never grow
A hollow gaze peers from the cradle blackImagining his shining eyes just sockets staring backWitness the baptism skeletal the world would shunReject the purest form of loveA mother to her son
I proceed to nurse himI could almost smileI entertain the notionThat he did live this whileBut he's dead to this worldCarved out just like my heartSoaked up and washed so lovinglyCherished son unconditionally
In our secret world aloneSituation delecate crudely frowned uponIn our sacred love undone
Never born into this den of sinThat which erodes the most tender of thingsAfter the eve has fallenThe lights are sinking lowShadows would hide that lifeIn him could never grow
A hollow gaze peers from the cradle blackImagining his shining eyes just sockets staring backWitness the baptism skeletal the world would shunReject the purest form of loveA mother to her putrid rotting son
Unto this earth sleeping so soundly in my armsA slug-like trail of ochre fluids where we've dancedThe sun is setting now I hold a modest hand in vainMy lung emit a sighWhat fiend would take these tiny eyes and show them to the darkGods just a lie
Never born into this den of sinThat which erodes the most tender of thingsAfter the eve have fallenThe lights are sinking lowShadows would hide that lifeIn him could never grow
A hollow gaze peers from the cradle blackImagining his shining eyes just sockets staring backWitness the baptism skeletal the world would shunReject the purest form of loveA mother to her son
I proceed to nurse himI could almost smileI entertain the notionThat he did live this whileBut he's dead to this worldCarved out just like my heartSoaked up and washed so lovinglyCherished son unconditionally
In our secret world aloneSituation delecate crudely frowned uponIn our sacred love undone
Never born into this den of sinThat which erodes the most tender of thingsAfter the eve has fallenThe lights are sinking lowShadows would hide that lifeIn him could never grow
A hollow gaze peers from the cradle blackImagining his shining eyes just sockets staring backWitness the baptism skeletal the world would shunReject the purest form of loveA mother to her putrid rotting son
