| Song | The Donkey-Headed Adversary Of Humanity Opens The Discussion |
| Artist | Sleepytime Gorilla Museum |
| Album | Of Natural History |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Frykdahl ... | |
| The Donkey-Headed Adversary of Humanity opens the book | |
| The Donkey-Headed Adversary of Humanity opens the discussion | |
| I am the adversary | |
| And must remain the adversary | |
| I am not yours to embrace | |
| I am not yours to invoke | |
| The Donkey-Headed Adversary of Humanity sleeps in the hall | |
| Watches for signs of our imminent demise in the scratchings on the wall | |
| The Donkey-Headed Adversary of Humanity sleeps in the park | |
| Listens for sounds of our eminent decay in the singing of a solitary lark | |
| Mankind is a plague | |
| Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth | |
| Even now in this our finest hour | |
| I feel the hate of every stone, tree and flower | |
| Even now we fall under the long shadow of the donkey's ears | |
| Even now we listen for the slow grinding of the donkey's teeth | |
| Lalala, we weep in the din of the stomping of the donkey's black hoof | |
| Lalala, we weep for the slow coming of the dance of our doom | |
| Mankind is a plague | |
| Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth | |
| Even now in this our finest hour | |
| I feel the hate of every stone, tree & flower | |
| Eaters of the soil take us into the ground (death by worm) | |
| Eaters of the air drive us from the blue (death by sparrow) | |
| Eaters of the sea take us into the green (death by eel) | |
| Eaters of the scraps take in our beds (death by dog) | |
| Eaters of the soil take us into the ground (death by sand) | |
| Eaters of the air drive us from the sky (death by flower) | |
| Eaters of the green take us into the sea (death by water) | |
| Eaters of the scraps take us in our beds (death by stone) | |
| Death by silence | |
| Death by sorrow | |
| The Donkey-Headed Adversary of Humanity closes the book | |
| The Donkey-Headed Adversary of Humanity closes the discussion |
| zuo qu : Frykdahl ... | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity opens the book | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity opens the discussion | |
| I am the adversary | |
| And must remain the adversary | |
| I am not yours to embrace | |
| I am not yours to invoke | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity sleeps in the hall | |
| Watches for signs of our imminent demise in the scratchings on the wall | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity sleeps in the park | |
| Listens for sounds of our eminent decay in the singing of a solitary lark | |
| Mankind is a plague | |
| Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth | |
| Even now in this our finest hour | |
| I feel the hate of every stone, tree and flower | |
| Even now we fall under the long shadow of the donkey' s ears | |
| Even now we listen for the slow grinding of the donkey' s teeth | |
| Lalala, we weep in the din of the stomping of the donkey' s black hoof | |
| Lalala, we weep for the slow coming of the dance of our doom | |
| Mankind is a plague | |
| Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth | |
| Even now in this our finest hour | |
| I feel the hate of every stone, tree flower | |
| Eaters of the soil take us into the ground death by worm | |
| Eaters of the air drive us from the blue death by sparrow | |
| Eaters of the sea take us into the green death by eel | |
| Eaters of the scraps take in our beds death by dog | |
| Eaters of the soil take us into the ground death by sand | |
| Eaters of the air drive us from the sky death by flower | |
| Eaters of the green take us into the sea death by water | |
| Eaters of the scraps take us in our beds death by stone | |
| Death by silence | |
| Death by sorrow | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity closes the book | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity closes the discussion |
| zuò qǔ : Frykdahl ... | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity opens the book | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity opens the discussion | |
| I am the adversary | |
| And must remain the adversary | |
| I am not yours to embrace | |
| I am not yours to invoke | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity sleeps in the hall | |
| Watches for signs of our imminent demise in the scratchings on the wall | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity sleeps in the park | |
| Listens for sounds of our eminent decay in the singing of a solitary lark | |
| Mankind is a plague | |
| Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth | |
| Even now in this our finest hour | |
| I feel the hate of every stone, tree and flower | |
| Even now we fall under the long shadow of the donkey' s ears | |
| Even now we listen for the slow grinding of the donkey' s teeth | |
| Lalala, we weep in the din of the stomping of the donkey' s black hoof | |
| Lalala, we weep for the slow coming of the dance of our doom | |
| Mankind is a plague | |
| Breathing hell into every corner of the rotting earth | |
| Even now in this our finest hour | |
| I feel the hate of every stone, tree flower | |
| Eaters of the soil take us into the ground death by worm | |
| Eaters of the air drive us from the blue death by sparrow | |
| Eaters of the sea take us into the green death by eel | |
| Eaters of the scraps take in our beds death by dog | |
| Eaters of the soil take us into the ground death by sand | |
| Eaters of the air drive us from the sky death by flower | |
| Eaters of the green take us into the sea death by water | |
| Eaters of the scraps take us in our beds death by stone | |
| Death by silence | |
| Death by sorrow | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity closes the book | |
| The DonkeyHeaded Adversary of Humanity closes the discussion |