Machine Head - Locust - 歌词大意
Sweet caress
Grazes my scam
It's loveless
These obsica
Behind an angels the skies
And it's a price
It almost cut like a knife
The reckoning
Forming clouds
The shattered sounds
Out of the tattered wings they sound
Descending
Down take of
The soul of locusts
Skies above conforms and choke us
Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
Suffer onto the locusts
Surrender
These things of blood
Devoir
Nothing save red
Strait fold the memories annex
See how they dance
Upon the wings that we get
Our best in less
Forming clouds
The shatter sounds
Out of the tattered wings they sound
Descending
Down take of
The soul of locusts
Skies above conforms and choke us
Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
Suffer onto the locusts
Bleeding from my eyes
This plague is send to arranges
Bleeding from inside
These forming came to betrayed us
Take the pills and holes and kind run
How the angels sung
Forming clouds
The shatter shrouds
Out of the tattered wings they sound
Tattered feel
The lies the will
Human ever will prevail
Tumbling down
The shattered ground
They knows a truth
And race around
The shored comes down
Down take of
The soul of locusts
Skies above conforms and choke us
Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
Suffer onto the locusts
Down take of
The soul of locusts
Skies above conforms and choke us
Thieves of souls consume the hearth is young and old
Suffer onto the locusts