Anthema

	作曲 : Carpenter, Ingersoll
	Love you, she said as though it were true
	Falling, head over heels into you
	Now I, am pregnant with our baby boy
	Forever, your lover, and sufferer.
	Giver of life, and the nail in my soul
	Misses Anthema, the story grows old
	Still the same boy, that was sewn from your ground..
	It's the weight of you pulling me down
	Love you, he said and knew it was true.
	I can't be in this marriage with you
	Now this is our second child in my womb
	No longer, your lover, and sufferer.
	Rivers of love, and a trust so betrayed
	Misses Anthema, the bed that we've made
	Still the same boy that was sewn from your ground...
	It's the weight of you pulling me down
	And you lie as the vultures surround
	The height that
	I push up my halo could come crashing i
	I come crashing.. like a wave.
	Giver of life, and the nail in my soul
	Misses Anthema, the story grows old
	Still the same boy, that was screaming inside
	Pushing my youth, through that years of my life
	Forever we trust in
	Forever this sound
	It's the weight of you pulling me down.
	It's anthema, my voice, and this sound.

	zuò qǔ : Carpenter, Ingersoll
	Love you, she said as though it were true
	Falling, head over heels into you
	Now I, am pregnant with our baby boy
	Forever, your lover, and sufferer.
	Giver of life, and the nail in my soul
	Misses Anthema, the story grows old
	Still the same boy, that was sewn from your ground..
	It' s the weight of you pulling me down
	Love you, he said and knew it was true.
	I can' t be in this marriage with you
	Now this is our second child in my womb
	No longer, your lover, and sufferer.
	Rivers of love, and a trust so betrayed
	Misses Anthema, the bed that we' ve made
	Still the same boy that was sewn from your ground...
	It' s the weight of you pulling me down
	And you lie as the vultures surround
	The height that
	I push up my halo could come crashing i
	I come crashing.. like a wave.
	Giver of life, and the nail in my soul
	Misses Anthema, the story grows old
	Still the same boy, that was screaming inside
	Pushing my youth, through that years of my life
	Forever we trust in
	Forever this sound
	It' s the weight of you pulling me down.
	It' s anthema, my voice, and this sound.