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laughter：笑声（名词）laugh：大笑（动词）

前面是动词，后面是名词撒

歌曲名:slaughter the pope歌手:Ad Hominem专辑:a new race for a new worldAD HOMINEM LYRICSA New Race For A New World (2003)1. Closing Ranks2. Nuclear Black Metal Kampf3. Ad Hominem4. Ritual Of The Depraved5. Arbeit Macht Tod6. The Dithyramb Of Sadism7. Slaughter The Pope8. Will The Power9. On Your Ruins We March1. Closing Ranks2. Nuclear Black Metal KampfCold rains of bloodFalling overnightThe persecuted massIs screaming of pain and despairPeople running everywhereThe victory has begunUnholy thoughts through deeds of wisdomHuman controlled intelligenceYou"re so corrupted, so complexMaking miraclesAs the gods you had createdLook at what you"ve doneA dying world still praising toleranceI vomit on your beliefsOn your future mongrel faggots sonsI hate you all3. Ad HominemThe quintessenceOf mediocrityIs the monumentOf your mortalityAshes you were, ashes you will beWhateverThe name of your godWheneverThe end of your worldI"ll be the essence of your deliquescenceYour fall is my victoryI delight in this despicable paintingA.H. assaults sodomizing the weakYour death is my gloryI delight in this manless realityThe absenceOf imperfectionIs the finalityOf my thoughtsConscience I was, omniscience I"ll beWhateverThe fate of my fleshWheneverThe date of my deathYou will suffer the wrath of my will4. Ritual Of The DepravedEveryday eating excrementsKneeled your head in the bogHard or soft no importanceTaking pleasure in decadenceChildren and professional successYou"re an example for societyBut when your wife"s awayThe ritual takes place in shitOrgies with animalsHorses, pigs, monkeysEverything is permittedSub-humans reaching ecstasyCovered by the spunk of beasts in furyVictims of incestOr just in search for new emotionsNot even a show of shameEnjoy the ritual of the depravedFetishists obsessed by leatherWith no more identityNothing but objectsYou"re the dregs of an already dying humanityYou"re the cream of the most contemptible depravityFeel my gun in your bloody assholeThis will be your last sufferingI"ll no longer tolerate your sub-human deedsYou can be proud of your devianceYou"ll never belong to my raceYou"re the dregs of an already dying humanityYou"re the cream of the most contemptible depravityEnter the ritual5. Arbeit Macht TodWelcome to the last journeyNo luggages neededCome in, all! It"s freeWe invite your familyTo join the herd of useless beingsIrrelevant hopeBlinding is your faithIrrelevant hopeYour terminal"s deathArbeit Macht Tot6. The Dithyramb Of SadismI like the smell of a dead childWhose I cut the throatAfter torturing him a bitFor nothing but pleasureInnocence bleedsAs the feeble lamb liesSadism will lead us to gloryThe sweetness of crueltyThe power of free willMake me go into rapturesWhy should I have mercy?Through sadism I comeI wish death to all childrenTo all the weak worldwideDeath to all7. Slaughter The PopeYour senility reflects your dying religionDecades of reign among the perverted lambsPraising tolerance and forgivenessBut concealing Holy Inquisition"s deedsShaking but never wankingAnus of humanityIn the name of heathen ancestors I shoot the popeImpotent pedophile pigI"ll cut your flaccid dickAnd I"ll nail it on your foreheadDoes it remind you something?I know you won"t live for a long time nowBut you don"t even deserve one more dayWill your weak soul forgive me?Of course not you master of hypocrisyI"ll pray for your painTortured by the burnt hereticsShoot the popehttp://music.baidu.com/song/14037864

telling是现在分词,做an unusual tale的定语.

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歌曲名:Daughter歌手:Status Quo专辑:Down The DustpipeArtist: Vienna TengSong: Daughterwell it"s you and it"s meme with a drink in my handthe ice is tinkling like a wind chimeand late afternoon settles over the landand you"re talking about thingsinteresting just slightlyand things that matter too muchto say any way but lightlydid you know you"re so beautifulon the edge of summerthat years from nowI"ll cry to rememberhow very close you wereknowing this will I reach for youknowing this will I reach for youthe way you want me towell it"s time to be wisewise in the ways of the heartto come out from under the coversthis voluntary state of apartfrom the faces, oasisin this Sahara of sorrowthese graces that hold meit"s from you that I borrowdid you know you"re so beautifulon the edge of summerthat years from nowI"ll cry to rememberhow very close you wereknowing this will I reach for youknowing this will I reach for youthe way you want me tohttp://music.baidu.com/song/7572702