Bitter Seed

	作词 : Lodmalm
	In fear you run
	As silence shuts its doors
	It came undone
	Now the poison gently pours
	And you will hear no laughter
	Until that serpents feeds
	And what you'll sow hereafter
	Shall be only bitter seed
	Sweet lusts of pain
	The venom in thin disguise
	Against the grain
	Now the silence won't ease the cries
	Dark are the pleasures spi forth from fire
	Breathing down you neck like razors of desire

	zuò cí : Lodmalm
	In fear you run
	As silence shuts its doors
	It came undone
	Now the poison gently pours
	And you will hear no laughter
	Until that serpents feeds
	And what you' ll sow hereafter
	Shall be only bitter seed
	Sweet lusts of pain
	The venom in thin disguise
	Against the grain
	Now the silence won' t ease the cries
	Dark are the pleasures spi forth from fire
	Breathing down you neck like razors of desire