Keeping the Cadaver Dogs Busy - Cryptopsy
歌曲信息
歌曲名：Keeping the Cadaver Dogs Busy
歌手：Cryptopsy
所属专辑：Once Was Not
发行时间：2005-07-13
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Keeping the Cadaver Dogs Busy - Cryptopsy 文本歌词
We who end lives with a wink and a smile
And a song in our hearts and a twinkling eye
Do so with a noble purpose in mind：
To thin out the rabble of humankind
We are never where you think
We'll be
The shadow underneath your sink
Our teeth into
Your fragile flesh
Is ours to do with as we
Lease Oh help me
Here come the cadaver dogs
They'll find where the dead girl lies
Unlike us they'll be soft with her
Like she were made of eyes
Treet musician found strangled
In the trunk of a car
Utted vagrant found hanging
From a tree in a park
Aked infant found frozen
On some steps leading down
Eadless foetus found rotting
On the roof of a house
Recycle the body pits
And human cluster dumps
Filled with the burnt the stabbed
And the lucky machinegunned
There are no victims
Just landfill statistics
Where overpopulation threatens us all：
Isordered thinking：
Is that what they call it
So our culling of the herd has left you appalled
Or see it as a self-defense
If no other way：
Encroaching humans number our days
Probe the young for signs
To no effect
Serial killing's not a birth defect
Here come the cadaver dogs
They'll find where the dead man lies
Unlike us they'll be soft with him
Like he were thinning ice
And a song in our hearts and a twinkling eye
Do so with a noble purpose in mind：
To thin out the rabble of humankind
We are never where you think
We'll be
The shadow underneath your sink
Our teeth into
Your fragile flesh
Is ours to do with as we
Lease Oh help me
Here come the cadaver dogs
They'll find where the dead girl lies
Unlike us they'll be soft with her
Like she were made of eyes
Treet musician found strangled
In the trunk of a car
Utted vagrant found hanging
From a tree in a park
Aked infant found frozen
On some steps leading down
Eadless foetus found rotting
On the roof of a house
Recycle the body pits
And human cluster dumps
Filled with the burnt the stabbed
And the lucky machinegunned
There are no victims
Just landfill statistics
Where overpopulation threatens us all：
Isordered thinking：
Is that what they call it
So our culling of the herd has left you appalled
Or see it as a self-defense
If no other way：
Encroaching humans number our days
Probe the young for signs
To no effect
Serial killing's not a birth defect
Here come the cadaver dogs
They'll find where the dead man lies
Unlike us they'll be soft with him
Like he were thinning ice
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Within these words, I'll hide the contempt for the purpose I serve. Silently, I withhold my resolve, and pursue, while my dignity dissolves, A bit more everyday
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Plead To be released in your void, Which has consumed Us far too many times before. We promised ourselves That we wouldn't succumb To the dissonance. This fract
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Your thin lips, curl, into a smile, Which seems so bitter. Your eyes glitter, as the nectar flows. Your foresight, must be, 20, 20. For your timing, is pristine
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Eradicate them all now. We, we have been far too lenient, But your torment must suffice, Worthless years of achievements, Have lead us to this sacrifice. Annihi
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作词 : Cryptopsy, Levasseur Adeste Infidelis Oh come all ye unfaithful Decaying and wretched To this cradle of impiety To lay your impure heads Fare thee well
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