| 作曲 : Orlando | |
| And the Winter did the things | |
| I wanted to be done | |
| No matter the pain in gave, | |
| The rain continued to fall on and on | |
| So the wind brought grief, | |
| And the cold shed tears | |
| And now my ally is making, | |
| Making me one with hissad cry | |
| The Winter rages out through my mouth | |
| Breaking through the windows of your | |
| Summer It freezes pure love | |
| And fills your stories with pages | |
| Pages from a | |
| Winter to come | |
| From a fortress of frost, | |
| Blood pours forth from my mouth | |
| Flooding your dream fields, your shores | |
| Sweeping your hopes away | |
| To where no senses reach | |
| This death-filled sky reflecting the horror | |
| I lust I'm hidden up here in decrepitude | |
| Writing with blood, | |
| Tales from a | |
| Winter to come [Solo: Carmelo] [Solo: Massimiliano] |
| zuo qu : Orlando | |
| And the Winter did the things | |
| I wanted to be done | |
| No matter the pain in gave, | |
| The rain continued to fall on and on | |
| So the wind brought grief, | |
| And the cold shed tears | |
| And now my ally is making, | |
| Making me one with hissad cry | |
| The Winter rages out through my mouth | |
| Breaking through the windows of your | |
| Summer It freezes pure love | |
| And fills your stories with pages | |
| Pages from a | |
| Winter to come | |
| From a fortress of frost, | |
| Blood pours forth from my mouth | |
| Flooding your dream fields, your shores | |
| Sweeping your hopes away | |
| To where no senses reach | |
| This deathfilled sky reflecting the horror | |
| I lust I' m hidden up here in decrepitude | |
| Writing with blood, | |
| Tales from a | |
| Winter to come Solo: Carmelo Solo: Massimiliano |
| zuò qǔ : Orlando | |
| And the Winter did the things | |
| I wanted to be done | |
| No matter the pain in gave, | |
| The rain continued to fall on and on | |
| So the wind brought grief, | |
| And the cold shed tears | |
| And now my ally is making, | |
| Making me one with hissad cry | |
| The Winter rages out through my mouth | |
| Breaking through the windows of your | |
| Summer It freezes pure love | |
| And fills your stories with pages | |
| Pages from a | |
| Winter to come | |
| From a fortress of frost, | |
| Blood pours forth from my mouth | |
| Flooding your dream fields, your shores | |
| Sweeping your hopes away | |
| To where no senses reach | |
| This deathfilled sky reflecting the horror | |
| I lust I' m hidden up here in decrepitude | |
| Writing with blood, | |
| Tales from a | |
| Winter to come Solo: Carmelo Solo: Massimiliano |
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