标题:Closing In
副标题:1999
艺人:In the Woods...
专辑:Strange In Stereo
作词:In the Woods...
作曲:In the Woods
制谱人:blackone666
Lineup Jan Transit - Vocals Synne Soprana - Vocals A. Kobro - Drums Christopher "C:M." Botteri - Bass Chris - Guitars Christian "X" Botteri - Guitars Lyrics; Where there used to be a wax-candle Blowing in the rhythm of a mind inside a man Working in the shadows of a midnight land where words were sealed with feathers on Rough papers like a symbol of the present madness and its demand This absence is more than I can handle in lack of a seven-inch candle Desperately waiting for a woman to abuse me and amuse with sharpened fingernails Thorns in modelled trance I would like to crawl underneath your skin revel in forbidden and ferocious sin touch your breath feel the satisfaction there is nothing like a stunning piece of nighttime attraction We would bring in some species of nature if you were closer now throw them right across this room if you were closer now ???? the laws, no words upon our lips if you were present now celebrate our presence until noon I feel you're closing in somehow. Join in - the mysteries of heaven miserable, optional doors Maybe sell our fortune to a devil on the way Abuusement that tunr us into slaves. A song about the words so commercially despised prostitution trapped them in a corner of my life Lines, though I know a place where they still can be written down and blossom like only spring can do when winter has been around So come with me and the pleasures of mine We'll walk the dawn fields, expose the secrets of life There is no simple desire Only harvesting of your bare fruit Too many words I cannot put words to too many movements I cannot hide
节拍: ♩ = 85
Where there used to be a wax-candle
Blowing in the rhythm of a mind inside a man
Working in the shadows of a midnight land
Where words were sealed with feathers on
Rough papers like a symbol of the present
Madness and its demand this absence
Is more than I can handle in lack of a
Seveninch candle desperately waiting for a
Woman to abuse me and amuse me with sharpened
Fingernails - thorns in modelled trance
I would like to crawl underneath your
Skin revel in forbidden and ferocious
Sin touch your breath feel the
Satisfaction - there is nothing like a stunning
Piece of nighttime attraction we would
Bring in some species of nature - if you
Were closer now - throw them right
Across this room - if you were closer now
(???) the laws no words upon our lips -
If you were present now - celebrate our
Presence until now - I feel you're
closing in somehow
Join in - the mysteries of heaven
Miserable, optional doors maybe sell
Our fortune to a devil on the way
Abusement that turn us into slaves
A song about the words so commercially
Despised - prostitution trapped them in a
Corner of my life - lines
Though I know a place where
They still can be written down and
Blossom like only spring can do when winter
Has been around So come with me and
The pleasures of mine - we'll walk the
Drawn fields, expose the secrets of life
There is no simple desire
Only harvesting of your rare fruit
To many words I cannot put words to
To many movements I cannot hide