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In Old Yellowcake

アーティスト:Rasputina  アルバム:Oh Perilous World! 

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Smoke rises from the ice factory on the edge, On the edge of a city that exist in perpetual gloom. I snatch a note from the basket of a passing bicycle - It says, "Go to the flour factory. There's something waiting there for you." Under the window, covered by curtains, All lacy and splattered with blood, We find crutches in the corner and bullets on the shelves, Which I dismiss at once as being equivalent, irrelevent, in and of themselves. Underneath a staircase is a mast which flies a flag. Despite dankess beyond imagining, it floats on to a higher hole. In tunnels gouged beneathe the basement rooms are, unmistakably, Sets of bloody handprints on a crumbling wall. Oh won't you be there with me for it, tonight? In this hut-to-hut witch hunt, down the tunnels of Old Yellowcake, When all the souls in a city go drowning by starlight, Where each choice you make is a fierce firefight or a new mistake?


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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