《III (Fear)》歌词

[00:00:00] III (Fear) - Fen

[00:00:00] Written by：Frank Allain

[00:03:13] The spirit songs scream across wind burned heaths

[00:03:20] Flensing the rind of my very soul

[00:03:26] Corrosive embrace comforts

[00:03:32] In an inexorable miasma of dissolution

[00:03:39] A threnody that scours with the paralyzing raptor claws

[00:03:46] Of a lifetime of unrealized purpose

[00:03:52] And it as at this point that revelation strikes

[00:03:58] With the force of a thousand driven spear points

[00:04:33] A face etched with the lexicon of destitution

[00:04:42] Stares back through pallid jaundiced eyes

[00:04:48] That glitter with suppressed shrieking desperation

[00:05:07] To rend

[00:05:13] To claw away the threads of cloying carnation

[00:05:31] To force this stooped sarcophagus

[00:05:37] Into the carcass field beneath my feet

[00:06:01] Abnegation silence void

[00:06:08] The only triptych I seek

[00:06:17] Yet

[00:06:57] Extant not is thy solace

[00:07:00] Within this corrupted patina of deathsoil

[00:07:04] Still the cathedral stands tall

[00:07:11] And in those febrile shadows

[00:07:17] Hopes of centuries shrivel and die

[00:08:28] I must move on

[00:08:35] I must haul this weary patchwork of cursive limbs

[00:08:45] Through a translucent mire

[00:08:55] Endless oppressive wake

[00:09:09] Each tread summons the efforts of a thousand scouring exhalations

[00:09:49] Inch by inch step by step slowing stooping

[00:10:02] Until like a puppet with strings severed by the scythe of embitterment

[00:10:11] A figure collapses