angel

I shot an angel with my father's rifle
在我的枪口下，天使坠落
I should have set it free, but I let it bleed
仁者会赐它自由，而我赐它鲜血淋漓
Made it into taxidermy, hung it on my wall
它成为永不腐朽的标本，悬挂于我的墙头
I shot an angel with my father's rifle
在我的枪口下，它的羽翼破碎飘零
I should have set it free, but I let it bleed
它的伤口沾满鲜血，它不会再有天空
Made it into taxidermy, hung it on my wall
我会保存这即将湮灭的美丽，日夜观望
On my wall
它的灵魂渗入墙壁的每一个缝隙
One day it will come to claim its pound of flesh
某天它会归来，索要与灵魂分离的肉体
When it's done, there won't be anything left
当这一切来临又逝去，
Sickness of poacker's pride
我唯剩猎者病态的骄傲