《Sick Soft Perfection》歌词

[00:00:00] The Crow - Subtle

[00:00:12] A ways outside the tower and turmoil of towns

[00:00:23] In the quiet color cutting

[00:00:25] Of another spendid sunset

[00:00:28] On the spit of wire spun between

[00:00:31] Two telephone pole necks

[00:00:33] Sits an awful fevered murder of crows

[00:00:37] Itching the dusk with the call that only they lay low

[00:00:42] And so that day they did unwittingly dispose

[00:00:46] Themselves to the appetite behind all O

[00:00:50] Men yet not comprehending their stick in the scheme

[00:00:54] Of the prey-on-prey ballet of ending day

[00:01:10] The prey-on-prey ballet of ending day

[00:01:14] Prey-on-prey ballet of ending day

[00:01:21] Prey-on-prey ballet of ending day

[00:01:25] Prey-on-prey ballet of ending day

[00:01:43] Several thousand thick

[00:01:45] In a fit

[00:01:46] Of everything but empty

[00:01:49] Those crows sicked their starving wings

[00:01:51] On choking out the sun fall's sinking pinks

[00:01:55] Surrounded by the wellwater black

[00:01:58] Of near night and become

[00:02:00] Those crows dove into the quiet

[00:02:03] Of the half sunken in sun

[00:02:06] To set themselves against

[00:02:08] The same take-spark that aches in men

[00:02:12] Their die their dive and their dire

[00:02:15] Became them

[00:02:23] And all that barged into the sunset's wellwater

[00:02:26] Pith of a sky semming what if were spit back out

[00:02:29] To dom and sing as flocks of forks wiht wing

[00:02:32] An obvious and ominous earth ode and

[00:02:34] Threat to the soaring sordid appetite of man

[00:02:40] The sky has always been a complex

[00:02:43] Death of all its hunting things

[00:02:47] And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow

[00:02:55] And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow

[00:03:04] And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow

[00:03:12] And so (cause) So (cause) shall the crow