| Song | Burning Flesh in Year of Pig |
| Artist | Neurosis |
| Album | Enemy of the Sun |
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| 作词 : Neurosis | |
| The most dramatic was one day in Saigon when a buddhist parade started of.. | |
| All the yellow-robed priests marching along and then, they stepped forward | |
| A very frail old man in his seventies who turned out to be this priest Quang Duc | |
| He assumed the lotus posture, another priest stepped forward and poured gasoline on him.. | |
| And went suddendly towered in flams | |
| The priests and the nuns in the audience moaned and prostrated themselves toward this burning figure.. | |
| and he sat there unflinchingly, and the smell of gasoline and the burning flesh in the air | |
| Attendance.. | |
| people thought they saw the face of Buddha at the top of him.. | |
| that night. |
| zuo ci : Neurosis | |
| The most dramatic was one day in Saigon when a buddhist parade started of.. | |
| All the yellowrobed priests marching along and then, they stepped forward | |
| A very frail old man in his seventies who turned out to be this priest Quang Duc | |
| He assumed the lotus posture, another priest stepped forward and poured gasoline on him.. | |
| And went suddendly towered in flams | |
| The priests and the nuns in the audience moaned and prostrated themselves toward this burning figure.. | |
| and he sat there unflinchingly, and the smell of gasoline and the burning flesh in the air | |
| Attendance.. | |
| people thought they saw the face of Buddha at the top of him.. | |
| that night. |
| zuò cí : Neurosis | |
| The most dramatic was one day in Saigon when a buddhist parade started of.. | |
| All the yellowrobed priests marching along and then, they stepped forward | |
| A very frail old man in his seventies who turned out to be this priest Quang Duc | |
| He assumed the lotus posture, another priest stepped forward and poured gasoline on him.. | |
| And went suddendly towered in flams | |
| The priests and the nuns in the audience moaned and prostrated themselves toward this burning figure.. | |
| and he sat there unflinchingly, and the smell of gasoline and the burning flesh in the air | |
| Attendance.. | |
| people thought they saw the face of Buddha at the top of him.. | |
| that night. |