Luyện nghe bài hát Under The Knife

[Musick & Lyrixxx - Harvey]

Scalpels cleave and reave crimson rivulets
their cold and malignant minuets
Carving out funereal in arcane alphabets
Scars that never heal or forget...

Like puzzle pieces, set askew, you've come
The bleeding is ceaseless, you're turning blue, the end had
Set down in writing, flesh, and bone, let death be done
The pen is as mighty as the sword, sticks or stones, your end be cast
in stone, by one...

[Lead -

Tenderly thanatographical threads are and traced
Boiling blood will serve to this cold clinical embrace
A precise cut to mark this morbid meeting place
This knife - point where you and came face to face...

The slab starts to spin around and around, as I take your hand in
We move by step within, without so much as a sound, death's dark design
in
A slice to the left, then cut back to the right, scripted in this
of the dead
Motions so deft, recalled by touch not by sight, encrypted by
blood red...

A pirouette on razor's edge leaves you
The slab plays host to an macabre ballet
A savage, slicing of the senses
Now splayed...

UNDER THE KNIFE - your death in the balance, on the edge of the blade
REMEMBER EVERY SLICE - of this jigsawed demise, and every part I payed
COLD STEEL BURNS ICE - leaves you dancing on nothing, loosed by
hands
UNDER THE KNIFE - The caress of steel, before the end...
Just the end...

- Matt]

A patchwork design, in running scarlet writ
Connected wounds intersecting from to bloody slit
Such a web of shreds and scars I've knit
The liquid of life, leaks out through the red at wrists...

May I have this last dance? As I take last breath
With a final flick of my

...

UNDER THE KNIFE - your death hangs in the balance, on the edge of the
REMEMBER EVERY SLICE - of this demise, and every part that I payed
COLD STEEL LIKE ICE - leaves you dancing on nothing, loosed by
hands
UNDER THE KNIFE - The of steel, just before the end...