歌曲 | Time of Obscure Emotions |
歌手 | Darzamat |
专辑 | Semidevilish |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Chris, Daamr | |
We ride through the secrets | |
Half gods - that's what we are | |
Half human without feelings | |
Far from the stars we are | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane and blind | |
We spill the sand on ourselves | |
For it is the only truth about us | |
Rush of the wind runs insane storm | |
Blackness comes out of infinite bowls | |
Drawing the word | |
Eye looks inside the stone | |
Dreams disturbed by deadly silence | |
Whispers rises from your cold srceams | |
Sadness formed into drops above the sky | |
Creates another poems every night | |
They will look and not believe | |
They will yell they will deny | |
I will burn the bridges and respect | |
And me the blind bat | |
I shall love my black disguisting wings | |
In an infinite cave I shall live | |
Always looking downwords | |
Always looking downwords | |
We ride through the universe | |
Far from the stars we are | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane and blind | |
We spill the sand on ourselves | |
For it is the only truth about us | |
We fallow blindly emptiness | |
We bury our essence | |
In ahshes and fire | |
We fallow emptiness |
zuo qu : Chris, Daamr | |
We ride through the secrets | |
Half gods that' s what we are | |
Half human without feelings | |
Far from the stars we are | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane and blind | |
We spill the sand on ourselves | |
For it is the only truth about us | |
Rush of the wind runs insane storm | |
Blackness comes out of infinite bowls | |
Drawing the word | |
Eye looks inside the stone | |
Dreams disturbed by deadly silence | |
Whispers rises from your cold srceams | |
Sadness formed into drops above the sky | |
Creates another poems every night | |
They will look and not believe | |
They will yell they will deny | |
I will burn the bridges and respect | |
And me the blind bat | |
I shall love my black disguisting wings | |
In an infinite cave I shall live | |
Always looking downwords | |
Always looking downwords | |
We ride through the universe | |
Far from the stars we are | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane and blind | |
We spill the sand on ourselves | |
For it is the only truth about us | |
We fallow blindly emptiness | |
We bury our essence | |
In ahshes and fire | |
We fallow emptiness |
zuò qǔ : Chris, Daamr | |
We ride through the secrets | |
Half gods that' s what we are | |
Half human without feelings | |
Far from the stars we are | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane and blind | |
We spill the sand on ourselves | |
For it is the only truth about us | |
Rush of the wind runs insane storm | |
Blackness comes out of infinite bowls | |
Drawing the word | |
Eye looks inside the stone | |
Dreams disturbed by deadly silence | |
Whispers rises from your cold srceams | |
Sadness formed into drops above the sky | |
Creates another poems every night | |
They will look and not believe | |
They will yell they will deny | |
I will burn the bridges and respect | |
And me the blind bat | |
I shall love my black disguisting wings | |
In an infinite cave I shall live | |
Always looking downwords | |
Always looking downwords | |
We ride through the universe | |
Far from the stars we are | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane | |
With suffering and pain | |
We live insane and blind | |
We spill the sand on ourselves | |
For it is the only truth about us | |
We fallow blindly emptiness | |
We bury our essence | |
In ahshes and fire | |
We fallow emptiness |