The Young Martyr

The Young Martyr 歌词

歌曲	The Young Martyr
歌手	Penumbra
专辑	The Last Bewitchment
下载	Image LRC TXT

	作曲 : Dorjan, Penumbra
	I remember
	Your heavenly face underwater
	Admiring its whiteness
	Under the moon rays
	And the life going out
	Of your magnificent wounds
	Wraps up of red your naked flesh
	On your pearly nails, the subdued light
	Gleam under water in a deep silence
	And your veins, in a complexe network
	Draw on your skin tree roots
	You who sleep for ever
	In your cold shroud
	Shall the disgrace fall on
	Your holy misfortune
	Which sentences for its crime
	Your suicided spirit
	And puts on its face
	An accusing appearance
	You, who sleep for ever
	In your cold shroud
	Shall the disgrace fall on
	Your holy misfortune
	Your dark hair, as an oil slick
	Stays on the surface, refusing to sink
	It tries to make believe of a last hope
	It dances on the waves, unlifed, unlifed

	zuo qu : Dorjan, Penumbra
	I remember
	Your heavenly face underwater
	Admiring its whiteness
	Under the moon rays
	And the life going out
	Of your magnificent wounds
	Wraps up of red your naked flesh
	On your pearly nails, the subdued light
	Gleam under water in a deep silence
	And your veins, in a complexe network
	Draw on your skin tree roots
	You who sleep for ever
	In your cold shroud
	Shall the disgrace fall on
	Your holy misfortune
	Which sentences for its crime
	Your suicided spirit
	And puts on its face
	An accusing appearance
	You, who sleep for ever
	In your cold shroud
	Shall the disgrace fall on
	Your holy misfortune
	Your dark hair, as an oil slick
	Stays on the surface, refusing to sink
	It tries to make believe of a last hope
	It dances on the waves, unlifed, unlifed

	zuò qǔ : Dorjan, Penumbra
	I remember
	Your heavenly face underwater
	Admiring its whiteness
	Under the moon rays
	And the life going out
	Of your magnificent wounds
	Wraps up of red your naked flesh
	On your pearly nails, the subdued light
	Gleam under water in a deep silence
	And your veins, in a complexe network
	Draw on your skin tree roots
	You who sleep for ever
	In your cold shroud
	Shall the disgrace fall on
	Your holy misfortune
	Which sentences for its crime
	Your suicided spirit
	And puts on its face
	An accusing appearance
	You, who sleep for ever
	In your cold shroud
	Shall the disgrace fall on
	Your holy misfortune
	Your dark hair, as an oil slick
	Stays on the surface, refusing to sink
	It tries to make believe of a last hope
	It dances on the waves, unlifed, unlifed

The Young Martyr 歌词

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