歌词
The King Is Dead -Thränenkind
I need to get out of this house
This whole city is haunting me
I can not breath within walls like these
Making me the weakling I am
What I remember is rain always rain
Always grey clouds in the morning sky
And this old shitty record player
Repeating the only record we had
You can't imagine how loud we had to turn it
To drown out the fathers yelling
Not to hear the mothers weeping
To be save from the noise
A home which was never our home
A king who yelled and hurt and drank
A queen who loved and wept and fell
Children who cried and dreamed and sank
Your blood circling in my black veins
I am your flesh you are my chain
I am the fruit of your sear tree
Just left to rot never set free