Orphans of Sickness - Gorguts.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作词 : Luc Lemay
[00:00.00] 作曲 : Eric Giguere/Luc Lemay/Stephane Provencher/Sylvain Marcoux
[00:00.00]
[00:48.54]In the tombs of pain and innocence
[00:53.90]Forever were buried
[00:56.12]Souls of those who've never asked to be
[01:01.89]Scornfully immolated
[01:03.81]
[01:04.41]The art of transplantation
[01:08.06]Has saved a lot of lives
[01:12.04]By frauding a child's adoption
[01:15.95]I will be saving mine
[01:19.03]
[01:48.08]In the name of science
[01:50.72]They've claimed being our saviors
[01:52.38]Money is what keeps busy
[01:54.70]These medical butchers
[01:56.83]Soiled with blood all over their hands
[02:01.48]They've just killed for a cuople of grand
[02:07.49]
[02:16.78]Orphans of sickness were put to rest
[02:21.89]Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds
[02:27.35]Orphans of sickness now dwell in death
[02:32.76]With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end
[02:37.97]
[03:10.70]Children were dissected
[03:13.18]By those sick, demented
[03:15.30]
[03:45.57]In the tombs of pain and innocence
[03:51.08]Forever were buried
[03:53.46]Souls of those who've never asked to be
[03:58.95]Scornfully immolated
[04:00.78]
[04:01.09]To achieve my transplantation
[04:05.08]I stole a lot of lives
[04:09.05]Through the kindness of adoption
[04:12.92]All those lives are now mine
[04:16.30]
[04:56.23]Orphans of sickness were put to rest
[05:00.97]Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds
[05:06.40]Orphans of sickness now dwell in death
[05:11.74]With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end

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作词 : Luc Lemay
作曲 : Eric Giguere/Luc Lemay/Stephane Provencher/Sylvain Marcoux
In the tombs of pain and innocence
Forever were buried
Souls of those who've never asked to be
Scornfully immolated
The art of transplantation
Has saved a lot of lives
By frauding a child's adoption
I will be saving mine
In the name of science
They've claimed being our saviors
Money is what keeps busy
These medical butchers
Soiled with blood all over their hands
They've just killed for a cuople of grand
Orphans of sickness were put to rest
Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds
Orphans of sickness now dwell in death
With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end
Children were dissected
By those sick, demented
In the tombs of pain and innocence
Forever were buried
Souls of those who've never asked to be
Scornfully immolated
To achieve my transplantation
I stole a lot of lives
Through the kindness of adoption
All those lives are now mine
Orphans of sickness were put to rest
Miserable adoption has torn their souls to shreds
Orphans of sickness now dwell in death
With nice tags on their organs, their existence will end