Sevengill (Notorynchus Cepedianus) Lyrics
| Song | Sevengill (Notorynchus Cepedianus) |
| Artist | Giant Squid |
| Album | The Ichthyologist |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Giant Squid, Gregory | |
| Down here I wait with all my benthic friends | |
| Underneath the gate listening to lives end | |
| Those with seven gills will investigate each thunderous crash and corresponding shape | |
| In great detail, I described you to them | |
| In case the bridge is how you choose to end | |
| I'd like to have some last words with you before you end up on the Farallone's rocky shores | |
| Where the real beasts await to have their way | |
| With all the failures washed out from the bay | |
| A hundred years have past since just last autumn | |
| Please come to the bay, see who now lives on the bottom | |
| I'd like to have some last words before I forget how to walk upon these muddy shores and entirely cease to breathe like a man | |
| Seeing things only with the tips of my hands | |
| My heart is crushed by the jaws of regret | |
| Upon knowing where you now make your bed | |
| The depths at which I've chained to you | |
| I pray those shackles eventually rust through | |
| Held under by chiton like lies | |
| Amongst the corpses | |
| I'll never surface | |
| Debris bouncing off my hide | |
| Covered in detritus I've lost purpose | |
| What comfort lies in years of hating me? | |
| Haven't you in some way found a rare peace? | |
| Please realize your very soul's at stake you're still a man and I was just a tool of fate | |
| Your bite marks riddled my soul | |
| It got damn cold with all those holes | |
| So I left it on shore for all the gulls | |
| Take it | |
| There wasn't much left | |
| Take it | |
| But it's all yours | |
| Take it |
| zuo qu : Giant Squid, Gregory | |
| Down here I wait with all my benthic friends | |
| Underneath the gate listening to lives end | |
| Those with seven gills will investigate each thunderous crash and corresponding shape | |
| In great detail, I described you to them | |
| In case the bridge is how you choose to end | |
| I' d like to have some last words with you before you end up on the Farallone' s rocky shores | |
| Where the real beasts await to have their way | |
| With all the failures washed out from the bay | |
| A hundred years have past since just last autumn | |
| Please come to the bay, see who now lives on the bottom | |
| I' d like to have some last words before I forget how to walk upon these muddy shores and entirely cease to breathe like a man | |
| Seeing things only with the tips of my hands | |
| My heart is crushed by the jaws of regret | |
| Upon knowing where you now make your bed | |
| The depths at which I' ve chained to you | |
| I pray those shackles eventually rust through | |
| Held under by chiton like lies | |
| Amongst the corpses | |
| I' ll never surface | |
| Debris bouncing off my hide | |
| Covered in detritus I' ve lost purpose | |
| What comfort lies in years of hating me? | |
| Haven' t you in some way found a rare peace? | |
| Please realize your very soul' s at stake you' re still a man and I was just a tool of fate | |
| Your bite marks riddled my soul | |
| It got damn cold with all those holes | |
| So I left it on shore for all the gulls | |
| Take it | |
| There wasn' t much left | |
| Take it | |
| But it' s all yours | |
| Take it |
| zuò qǔ : Giant Squid, Gregory | |
| Down here I wait with all my benthic friends | |
| Underneath the gate listening to lives end | |
| Those with seven gills will investigate each thunderous crash and corresponding shape | |
| In great detail, I described you to them | |
| In case the bridge is how you choose to end | |
| I' d like to have some last words with you before you end up on the Farallone' s rocky shores | |
| Where the real beasts await to have their way | |
| With all the failures washed out from the bay | |
| A hundred years have past since just last autumn | |
| Please come to the bay, see who now lives on the bottom | |
| I' d like to have some last words before I forget how to walk upon these muddy shores and entirely cease to breathe like a man | |
| Seeing things only with the tips of my hands | |
| My heart is crushed by the jaws of regret | |
| Upon knowing where you now make your bed | |
| The depths at which I' ve chained to you | |
| I pray those shackles eventually rust through | |
| Held under by chiton like lies | |
| Amongst the corpses | |
| I' ll never surface | |
| Debris bouncing off my hide | |
| Covered in detritus I' ve lost purpose | |
| What comfort lies in years of hating me? | |
| Haven' t you in some way found a rare peace? | |
| Please realize your very soul' s at stake you' re still a man and I was just a tool of fate | |
| Your bite marks riddled my soul | |
| It got damn cold with all those holes | |
| So I left it on shore for all the gulls | |
| Take it | |
| There wasn' t much left | |
| Take it | |
| But it' s all yours | |
| Take it |
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