| Song | On Gorgeous Grounds |
| Artist | Defleshed |
| Album | Abrah Kadavrah / Ma Belle Scalpelle |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Defleshed, Jorde | |
| "Do you come form London or perhaps from Lyon ?" | |
| As she consumes my eyes | |
| I stand paralized... ...frooze like eyes... | |
| Don't want to know her name, dissapointed i might be | |
| So I ask if she's real, her flesh she let me feel... ...which | |
| I might steal... | |
| I walk on gorgeous grounds... | |
| She tells me without a sound | |
| That we are the only ones | |
| Yes, I walk on gorgeous grounds | |
| Absorbed by darkblue eyes | |
| Parted in half | |
| This all I could sacrifice | |
| I cannot comprehend from where luck rose | |
| Nor can I recall when she lost her charm... ...and me my arms... |
| zuo qu : Defleshed, Jorde | |
| " Do you come form London or perhaps from Lyon ?" | |
| As she consumes my eyes | |
| I stand paralized... ... frooze like eyes... | |
| Don' t want to know her name, dissapointed i might be | |
| So I ask if she' s real, her flesh she let me feel... ... which | |
| I might steal... | |
| I walk on gorgeous grounds... | |
| She tells me without a sound | |
| That we are the only ones | |
| Yes, I walk on gorgeous grounds | |
| Absorbed by darkblue eyes | |
| Parted in half | |
| This all I could sacrifice | |
| I cannot comprehend from where luck rose | |
| Nor can I recall when she lost her charm... ... and me my arms... |
| zuò qǔ : Defleshed, Jorde | |
| " Do you come form London or perhaps from Lyon ?" | |
| As she consumes my eyes | |
| I stand paralized... ... frooze like eyes... | |
| Don' t want to know her name, dissapointed i might be | |
| So I ask if she' s real, her flesh she let me feel... ... which | |
| I might steal... | |
| I walk on gorgeous grounds... | |
| She tells me without a sound | |
| That we are the only ones | |
| Yes, I walk on gorgeous grounds | |
| Absorbed by darkblue eyes | |
| Parted in half | |
| This all I could sacrifice | |
| I cannot comprehend from where luck rose | |
| Nor can I recall when she lost her charm... ... and me my arms... |