| [00:00.00] | 作曲 : Lipp, Mr. Lordi |
| [00:23.24] | She's over by my place as decoration |
| [00:30.24] | I preserved her face for inspiration |
| [00:37.29] | Flashlights from authorities |
| [00:40.84] | Lanterns brighten up the scene |
| [00:44.84] | Familiar faces of the long dead |
| [00:51.89] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [00:54.95] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [00:58.92] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [01:02.05] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [01:05.69] | And sometimes I end up with a deadache |
| [01:11.50] | I end up with a deadache |
| [01:16.68] | I can't feel myself I'm sinking deeper |
| [01:23.42] | Mother's not really gone I'm dressing in her |
| [01:30.71] | Dusty musty shrine to ma |
| [01:34.27] | Board the door so she'll keep long |
| [01:37.83] | There's no way that she'll be leaving me |
| [01:45.20] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [01:48.13] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [01:52.30] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [01:55.24] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [01:59.10] | Sometimes I get a deadache, yeah |
| [02:03.16] | Sometimes I get a deadache, yeah |
| [02:06.50] | Sometimes |
| [02:10.68] | In November I lost my family |
| [02:17.11] | They took away all my friends and blamed insanity |
| [02:24.41] | |
| [02:38.57] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [02:41.43] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [02:45.62] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [02:48.67] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [02:52.35] | And sometimes, sometimes |
| [02:56.41] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [02:59.35] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [03:03.40] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [03:06.77] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [03:10.26] | And sometimes I end up with a deadache |
| [03:15.95] | I end up with a deadache, |
| [03:19.50] | I end up with a deadache |
| [03:22.99] | I end up with a deadache, deadache, deadache |
| [00:00.00] | zuo qu : Lipp, Mr. Lordi |
| [00:23.24] | She' s over by my place as decoration |
| [00:30.24] | I preserved her face for inspiration |
| [00:37.29] | Flashlights from authorities |
| [00:40.84] | Lanterns brighten up the scene |
| [00:44.84] | Familiar faces of the long dead |
| [00:51.89] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [00:54.95] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [00:58.92] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [01:02.05] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [01:05.69] | And sometimes I end up with a deadache |
| [01:11.50] | I end up with a deadache |
| [01:16.68] | I can' t feel myself I' m sinking deeper |
| [01:23.42] | Mother' s not really gone I' m dressing in her |
| [01:30.71] | Dusty musty shrine to ma |
| [01:34.27] | Board the door so she' ll keep long |
| [01:37.83] | There' s no way that she' ll be leaving me |
| [01:45.20] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [01:48.13] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [01:52.30] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [01:55.24] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [01:59.10] | Sometimes I get a deadache, yeah |
| [02:03.16] | Sometimes I get a deadache, yeah |
| [02:06.50] | Sometimes |
| [02:10.68] | In November I lost my family |
| [02:17.11] | They took away all my friends and blamed insanity |
| [02:24.41] | |
| [02:38.57] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [02:41.43] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [02:45.62] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [02:48.67] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [02:52.35] | And sometimes, sometimes |
| [02:56.41] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [02:59.35] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [03:03.40] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [03:06.77] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [03:10.26] | And sometimes I end up with a deadache |
| [03:15.95] | I end up with a deadache, |
| [03:19.50] | I end up with a deadache |
| [03:22.99] | I end up with a deadache, deadache, deadache |
| [00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Lipp, Mr. Lordi |
| [00:23.24] | She' s over by my place as decoration |
| [00:30.24] | I preserved her face for inspiration |
| [00:37.29] | Flashlights from authorities |
| [00:40.84] | Lanterns brighten up the scene |
| [00:44.84] | Familiar faces of the long dead |
| [00:51.89] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [00:54.95] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [00:58.92] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [01:02.05] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [01:05.69] | And sometimes I end up with a deadache |
| [01:11.50] | I end up with a deadache |
| [01:16.68] | I can' t feel myself I' m sinking deeper |
| [01:23.42] | Mother' s not really gone I' m dressing in her |
| [01:30.71] | Dusty musty shrine to ma |
| [01:34.27] | Board the door so she' ll keep long |
| [01:37.83] | There' s no way that she' ll be leaving me |
| [01:45.20] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [01:48.13] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [01:52.30] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [01:55.24] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [01:59.10] | Sometimes I get a deadache, yeah |
| [02:03.16] | Sometimes I get a deadache, yeah |
| [02:06.50] | Sometimes |
| [02:10.68] | In November I lost my family |
| [02:17.11] | They took away all my friends and blamed insanity |
| [02:24.41] | |
| [02:38.57] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [02:41.43] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [02:45.62] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [02:48.67] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [02:52.35] | And sometimes, sometimes |
| [02:56.41] | The mad butcher goes bump in the night |
| [02:59.35] | And loneliness it makes nights endless |
| [03:03.40] | The farm bathes in the thumping moonlight |
| [03:06.77] | It incubates my grief and madness |
| [03:10.26] | And sometimes I end up with a deadache |
| [03:15.95] | I end up with a deadache, |
| [03:19.50] | I end up with a deadache |
| [03:22.99] | I end up with a deadache, deadache, deadache |