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  • 标题:Panophobia

    艺人:The Agonist

    专辑:Prisoners

    作词:Alissa White-Gluz

    作曲:Pascal "Paco" Jobin / Danny Marino

    编曲:Pascal "Paco" Jobin / Danny Marino / Chris Kells / Simon McKay

    制谱人:Metallica171 and advance_guard

    节拍: Moderate ♩ = 250

    注释:sweepsweepFade out
    标记:ABCDABECDFE
    歌曲: Panophobia
    歌词:
    Keep out the intruders! Put the drawbridge up!
    The enemy ransacked what we had just rebuilt!
    Now the garden lies in serene symmetry
    And severe color theory.
    Roots slowly poisoining
    Through strategic seeds planted inside.
    We're much safer self-preserved.
    Let the Dead Sea rise.
    No, the watch dogs aren't robots.
    They can't defend against their lures.
    Doors that weld shut behind you and books that fly like birds.
    Crushed by backpacks filled with ammo,
    luggage carts distracted the defense.
    And the troops sneak in undetected, charades begin, start the pretense.
    Obsessive thought in royal chambers invites Trojan warriors in.
    Little exceptions seem so harmless, little victories, little wins.
    And now why has the plan failed? We sit here aimless once again.
    With all units deployed fully, how is it we let him in?
    All the corporals agreed: zero-tolerance enforced.
    But as cold as doorknobs were I somehow still opened the doors.
    Each battle lost is a mile gained on the terminal timeline.
    We all fear the last few inches but they're so far out, we're blind.
    A dysfunctional team, we are, no one following the rules.
    Yes I'll do my best to protect you but your disobedience intrudes.
    Skeletons escape the flesh like ants through tightly clenched fists.
    This time impeach the tyrant!
    What a contradictory statement -- suicidal self-preservationist.
    Although logic understands, prison chambers still exist.
    Chambers East and West conspiring, neighbors North and South unite.
    With the four working against me I'm powerless and losing sight!
    Each battle lost is a mile gained on the terminal timeline.
    We all fear the last few inches but they're so far out, we're blind.
    This is a forced entry. This is algometry.
    This is panophobic. Immunity gets sick.
    This is a forced entry. This is algometry.
    This is panophobic. Taken down, brick by brick.
    This is a forced entry. This is algometry.
    This is panophobic. This is the last conflict.
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