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  • 作词 :  
    Soon I woke when I was sleeping with a restless reaching feeling but did
    not know what I was reaching for. I got up and started walking, but soon
    found I was stalking prey that I could utilize for more than just an easy
    conversation, or an evening's inspiration. Now the time was right for
    something more. As I walked I thought of flies that stuck to sticky pecan
    pies that people put upon the window sill, and how those fine fat flies
    would feed until they satisfied their greed then buzzed about in panic
    till they died. Knowing where my feet would take me if I kept on moving,
    made me see myself exactly like those flies. Drawn into a situation that
    with some consideration never would fulfill its smiling smell. But there
    was no hesiatation in my step or in my making sure the door was quiet when
    it closed. And as I walked into the darkness, I could sense a wakened
    sharpness penetrating deep within the room. Then I touched her arm and
    throat, and found beneath my hand a coat of moisture though the night was
    not too warm. The other one was breathng deeply, so I thought he must be
    sleeping, but then again I wasn't really sure. "Hold me tight and be my
    master," someone whispered and I fastened fingers of my own around her
    wrists which strangely were secure behind her as I began to mount and bind
    her to myself wit force I could not hold. Then I seemed to hear a snicker
    but I was so busy with her that I did not notice him until I felt him but
    his hands around my throat anad squeeze as if the sounds I made should not
    escape into the air causing me to moan too loudly as I jerked on out the
    fire that I no longer could control. I was first to see the flashing
    blinding light of liquid lasing out arms, but my convulsions spread to my
    writhing young companions who were lost in unabandoned cream that soon
    would crack and fade away. Afterwards, when it was quiet and the bonds had
    been denied, I told them that we should do this again. BUt I said it would
    be wrong to play these games of weak and strong together without me around
    to help them understand the dangers in it, for there were so many and they
    simply were too young to understand.
  • 作词 :  
    Soon I woke when I was sleeping with a restless reaching feeling but did
    not know what I was reaching for. I got up and started walking, but soon
    found I was stalking prey that I could utilize for more than just an easy
    conversation, or an evening's inspiration. Now the time was right for
    something more. As I walked I thought of flies that stuck to sticky pecan
    pies that people put upon the window sill, and how those fine fat flies
    would feed until they satisfied their greed then buzzed about in panic
    till they died. Knowing where my feet would take me if I kept on moving,
    made me see myself exactly like those flies. Drawn into a situation that
    with some consideration never would fulfill its smiling smell. But there
    was no hesiatation in my step or in my making sure the door was quiet when
    it closed. And as I walked into the darkness, I could sense a wakened
    sharpness penetrating deep within the room. Then I touched her arm and
    throat, and found beneath my hand a coat of moisture though the night was
    not too warm. The other one was breathng deeply, so I thought he must be
    sleeping, but then again I wasn't really sure. "Hold me tight and be my
    master," someone whispered and I fastened fingers of my own around her
    wrists which strangely were secure behind her as I began to mount and bind
    her to myself wit force I could not hold. Then I seemed to hear a snicker
    but I was so busy with her that I did not notice him until I felt him but
    his hands around my throat anad squeeze as if the sounds I made should not
    escape into the air causing me to moan too loudly as I jerked on out the
    fire that I no longer could control. I was first to see the flashing
    blinding light of liquid lasing out arms, but my convulsions spread to my
    writhing young companions who were lost in unabandoned cream that soon
    would crack and fade away. Afterwards, when it was quiet and the bonds had
    been denied, I told them that we should do this again. BUt I said it would
    be wrong to play these games of weak and strong together without me around
    to help them understand the dangers in it, for there were so many and they
    simply were too young to understand.