歌曲 | Cavite |
歌手 | Baroness |
专辑 | A Grey Sigh in a Flower Husk |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Four seed forest, laurels fade. | |
Thrice fed famine, balance made. | |
The cycle has begun. | |
Closure of an age | |
Becomes the season of the spirit | |
When the air is rent in two, | |
And bone and blood have forgotten. | |
C'est le temps de la | |
Saison rouge de la terre. | |
The fire of night blinds the seed unchained. | |
Then. now. ever. again. | |
The will to rise is out of turn. | |
Electric storm will strip it clean. | |
It is a boiling and dripping burn | |
To taste the solar flare and see. | |
You will never see this season burn. |