| Song | Lash by lash |
| Artist | Spawn of Possession |
| Album | Noctambulant |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Bryssling, Röndum | |
| Bent again I glimpse a past that I know never was still I see, reminiscence. | |
| Pulsate, breathing, starring through me. | |
| Something I can't recollect speaks my mind, all thou I shun it's sometimes there. | |
| Binding, gazing, intentions seems unknown. | |
| Flashes conceived so bizarre rid them of my mind. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| Striking my flesh without leaving marks. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| My presence slowly fades with bitter taste and wings that can not bear. | |
| Lost, I wonder in its reek, it stirs my mind, wreck my being. | |
| The more I deny, it gets all clearer. | |
| The air is so thick, soggy surroundings, hard to breach, watching it as through a facet Bewildering clatter, a spectral resonance, although I can't touch it I feel it all over me. | |
| A spewing shine, I have begotten this appalling view. | |
| As it is less of forms, the rapid shifting of shapres and moulds. | |
| Intangible, scent of the reviled. | |
| The rain of black flakes never seem to hit the pallid soil on which I'm placed. | |
| This trance exhibit of forbidden silhouettes. | |
| As shadows I see them twirling by my side, ever foes of life Chained and bleeding, locked from fleeing, lash by lash. | |
| A tranquil mood now seize my sight, odd and calm it withdraws, all I see is naked walls, My shaking stops. | |
| Silence holds me, motions ebb through me. | |
| The rotten ambience is gone as I wait for the call to wake up Eyes closed, I wither, the journey back I seek | |
| Flashes conceived so bizarre rid them of my mind. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| Striking my flesh without leaving marks. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject. |
| zuo qu : Bryssling, R ndum | |
| Bent again I glimpse a past that I know never was still I see, reminiscence. | |
| Pulsate, breathing, starring through me. | |
| Something I can' t recollect speaks my mind, all thou I shun it' s sometimes there. | |
| Binding, gazing, intentions seems unknown. | |
| Flashes conceived so bizarre rid them of my mind. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| Striking my flesh without leaving marks. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| My presence slowly fades with bitter taste and wings that can not bear. | |
| Lost, I wonder in its reek, it stirs my mind, wreck my being. | |
| The more I deny, it gets all clearer. | |
| The air is so thick, soggy surroundings, hard to breach, watching it as through a facet Bewildering clatter, a spectral resonance, although I can' t touch it I feel it all over me. | |
| A spewing shine, I have begotten this appalling view. | |
| As it is less of forms, the rapid shifting of shapres and moulds. | |
| Intangible, scent of the reviled. | |
| The rain of black flakes never seem to hit the pallid soil on which I' m placed. | |
| This trance exhibit of forbidden silhouettes. | |
| As shadows I see them twirling by my side, ever foes of life Chained and bleeding, locked from fleeing, lash by lash. | |
| A tranquil mood now seize my sight, odd and calm it withdraws, all I see is naked walls, My shaking stops. | |
| Silence holds me, motions ebb through me. | |
| The rotten ambience is gone as I wait for the call to wake up Eyes closed, I wither, the journey back I seek | |
| Flashes conceived so bizarre rid them of my mind. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| Striking my flesh without leaving marks. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject. |
| zuò qǔ : Bryssling, R ndum | |
| Bent again I glimpse a past that I know never was still I see, reminiscence. | |
| Pulsate, breathing, starring through me. | |
| Something I can' t recollect speaks my mind, all thou I shun it' s sometimes there. | |
| Binding, gazing, intentions seems unknown. | |
| Flashes conceived so bizarre rid them of my mind. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| Striking my flesh without leaving marks. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| My presence slowly fades with bitter taste and wings that can not bear. | |
| Lost, I wonder in its reek, it stirs my mind, wreck my being. | |
| The more I deny, it gets all clearer. | |
| The air is so thick, soggy surroundings, hard to breach, watching it as through a facet Bewildering clatter, a spectral resonance, although I can' t touch it I feel it all over me. | |
| A spewing shine, I have begotten this appalling view. | |
| As it is less of forms, the rapid shifting of shapres and moulds. | |
| Intangible, scent of the reviled. | |
| The rain of black flakes never seem to hit the pallid soil on which I' m placed. | |
| This trance exhibit of forbidden silhouettes. | |
| As shadows I see them twirling by my side, ever foes of life Chained and bleeding, locked from fleeing, lash by lash. | |
| A tranquil mood now seize my sight, odd and calm it withdraws, all I see is naked walls, My shaking stops. | |
| Silence holds me, motions ebb through me. | |
| The rotten ambience is gone as I wait for the call to wake up Eyes closed, I wither, the journey back I seek | |
| Flashes conceived so bizarre rid them of my mind. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject lash by lash. | |
| Striking my flesh without leaving marks. | |
| Scenery of filth, eyeless faces, lights of the looming black, abject. |