| Song | The Face Of My Innocence |
| Artist | Arsis |
| Album | A Celebration of Guilt |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Malone | |
| As the reasons came and went, and swept across | |
| The face of my innocence, I was lost. | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To feel your lips, and to be bade | |
| To praise the night, to praise my unknown faith | |
| Must I sure find a way? To infest the wound | |
| Inside the wound, that draws me near | |
| And cries my name, and feeds my presence | |
| I am here! | |
| I long for one piece with | |
| I cry for my peace is in you | |
| Inside the wound I hope to find | |
| The essence and presence of you | |
| Inside the wound I wish to learn | |
| The art of fucking you | |
| After the reasons came and went, and swept across | |
| The face of my innocence, I was lost | |
| Inside the wound, that draws me near | |
| And cries my name, and feeds my presence | |
| I am here! | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To feel your lips, and to be bade | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To hide in here, in this place | |
| I long for one piece with | |
| I cry for my peace is in you |
| zuo qu : Malone | |
| As the reasons came and went, and swept across | |
| The face of my innocence, I was lost. | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To feel your lips, and to be bade | |
| To praise the night, to praise my unknown faith | |
| Must I sure find a way? To infest the wound | |
| Inside the wound, that draws me near | |
| And cries my name, and feeds my presence | |
| I am here! | |
| I long for one piece with | |
| I cry for my peace is in you | |
| Inside the wound I hope to find | |
| The essence and presence of you | |
| Inside the wound I wish to learn | |
| The art of fucking you | |
| After the reasons came and went, and swept across | |
| The face of my innocence, I was lost | |
| Inside the wound, that draws me near | |
| And cries my name, and feeds my presence | |
| I am here! | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To feel your lips, and to be bade | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To hide in here, in this place | |
| I long for one piece with | |
| I cry for my peace is in you |
| zuò qǔ : Malone | |
| As the reasons came and went, and swept across | |
| The face of my innocence, I was lost. | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To feel your lips, and to be bade | |
| To praise the night, to praise my unknown faith | |
| Must I sure find a way? To infest the wound | |
| Inside the wound, that draws me near | |
| And cries my name, and feeds my presence | |
| I am here! | |
| I long for one piece with | |
| I cry for my peace is in you | |
| Inside the wound I hope to find | |
| The essence and presence of you | |
| Inside the wound I wish to learn | |
| The art of fucking you | |
| After the reasons came and went, and swept across | |
| The face of my innocence, I was lost | |
| Inside the wound, that draws me near | |
| And cries my name, and feeds my presence | |
| I am here! | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To feel your lips, and to be bade | |
| To know your face, and your true shade | |
| To hide in here, in this place | |
| I long for one piece with | |
| I cry for my peace is in you |