| Song | Venus Blue |
| Artist | Acid Bath |
| Album | Paegan Terrorism Tactics |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Acid Bath | |
| Creeping like frost | |
| As slow as grave moss | |
| Like drowning in dryoceans of bone dust | |
| I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
| I know the pale thing in the darkest of places | |
| As everything is eaten by another | |
| I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I peel back my skull for you | |
| I weptSlow desolation like a funeral procession | |
| The lovely one screams like she's caught between stations | |
| Yes I doI eat the razor, a mouthful of | |
| God's flesh | |
| Sweating this blackness, | |
| I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
| I am shitting this cold death | |
| As everything is eaten by another | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I peel back my skull for you | |
| I weptDEAD | |
| VENUS BLUE | |
| Yes I doCrumbling in | |
| God's sunshine | |
| I am dying all the time | |
| Love is rotting on the vine | |
| Point me at the sky... sky | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
| DEAD VENUS | |
| BLUEYes I do | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
| Yes I doDE | |
| AD VENUS B | |
| LUEI taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
| I know the pale thing in the darkest of places |
| zuo ci : Acid Bath | |
| Creeping like frost | |
| As slow as grave moss | |
| Like drowning in dryoceans of bone dust | |
| I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
| I know the pale thing in the darkest of places | |
| As everything is eaten by another | |
| I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I peel back my skull for you | |
| I weptSlow desolation like a funeral procession | |
| The lovely one screams like she' s caught between stations | |
| Yes I doI eat the razor, a mouthful of | |
| God' s flesh | |
| Sweating this blackness, | |
| I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
| I am shitting this cold death | |
| As everything is eaten by another | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I peel back my skull for you | |
| I weptDEAD | |
| VENUS BLUE | |
| Yes I doCrumbling in | |
| God' s sunshine | |
| I am dying all the time | |
| Love is rotting on the vine | |
| Point me at the sky... sky | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
| DEAD VENUS | |
| BLUEYes I do | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
| Yes I doDE | |
| AD VENUS B | |
| LUEI taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
| I know the pale thing in the darkest of places |
| zuò cí : Acid Bath | |
| Creeping like frost | |
| As slow as grave moss | |
| Like drowning in dryoceans of bone dust | |
| I taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
| I know the pale thing in the darkest of places | |
| As everything is eaten by another | |
| I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I peel back my skull for you | |
| I weptSlow desolation like a funeral procession | |
| The lovely one screams like she' s caught between stations | |
| Yes I doI eat the razor, a mouthful of | |
| God' s flesh | |
| Sweating this blackness, | |
| I remember blood from the thighs of the mother | |
| I am shitting this cold death | |
| As everything is eaten by another | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I peel back my skull for you | |
| I weptDEAD | |
| VENUS BLUE | |
| Yes I doCrumbling in | |
| God' s sunshine | |
| I am dying all the time | |
| Love is rotting on the vine | |
| Point me at the sky... sky | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
| DEAD VENUS | |
| BLUEYes I do | |
| How much more must we bleed her | |
| I cut their throats while they slept | |
| I weptI peel back my skull for you | |
| Yes I doDE | |
| AD VENUS B | |
| LUEI taste the wreckage of crumbling faces | |
| I know the pale thing in the darkest of places |