Umbra 歌词
| 歌曲 | Umbra |
| 歌手 | Elend |
| 专辑 | The Umbersun |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| We entered the heart of darkness. | |
| And in the dead of light, | |
| The Seventh Angel poured his vial into the air. | |
| Embosomed in my Temple is a statue bereft of life. | |
| Sweet umberbird, lighten her eyes lest she sleeps the sleep of death, | |
| For she has seen the Face of God and her life must be preserved. | |
| We met Luvadea, Maughter of mine, | |
| And crowned her with emeralds and innocence. | |
| But she was wearing the cobalt raiment of the Angel of Death. | |
| Your bloodstained hair sears me in a sea of snakes, | |
| A sun of amaranths, | |
| With rays crawling on the Fields of Tears. | |
| Adorn me in your torpid temple | |
| And forgive me if I cannot wake this dormant smile in your eyes. | |
| The Cyllenian god did love my sweet music forlorn. | |
| Elohim, Elohim Sabaoth, Eloï Shaddaï, Adonaï, | |
| Y H V H | |
| When the sun remains silent, | |
| I will lay my angels down, | |
| For the Arch of my Temple is a parchment of blood. | |
| Even death has fled from me. | |
| I have seen the Face of God | |
| And yet my life has been preserved. | |
| The Bride of the Lamb poured herself into me. | |
| And Despair fell on us, | |
| As if we had entered the heart of darkness... |
| We entered the heart of darkness. | |
| And in the dead of light, | |
| The Seventh Angel poured his vial into the air. | |
| Embosomed in my Temple is a statue bereft of life. | |
| Sweet umberbird, lighten her eyes lest she sleeps the sleep of death, | |
| For she has seen the Face of God and her life must be preserved. | |
| We met Luvadea, Maughter of mine, | |
| And crowned her with emeralds and innocence. | |
| But she was wearing the cobalt raiment of the Angel of Death. | |
| Your bloodstained hair sears me in a sea of snakes, | |
| A sun of amaranths, | |
| With rays crawling on the Fields of Tears. | |
| Adorn me in your torpid temple | |
| And forgive me if I cannot wake this dormant smile in your eyes. | |
| The Cyllenian god did love my sweet music forlorn. | |
| Elohim, Elohim Sabaoth, Elo Shadda, Adona, | |
| Y H V H | |
| When the sun remains silent, | |
| I will lay my angels down, | |
| For the Arch of my Temple is a parchment of blood. | |
| Even death has fled from me. | |
| I have seen the Face of God | |
| And yet my life has been preserved. | |
| The Bride of the Lamb poured herself into me. | |
| And Despair fell on us, | |
| As if we had entered the heart of darkness... |
| We entered the heart of darkness. | |
| And in the dead of light, | |
| The Seventh Angel poured his vial into the air. | |
| Embosomed in my Temple is a statue bereft of life. | |
| Sweet umberbird, lighten her eyes lest she sleeps the sleep of death, | |
| For she has seen the Face of God and her life must be preserved. | |
| We met Luvadea, Maughter of mine, | |
| And crowned her with emeralds and innocence. | |
| But she was wearing the cobalt raiment of the Angel of Death. | |
| Your bloodstained hair sears me in a sea of snakes, | |
| A sun of amaranths, | |
| With rays crawling on the Fields of Tears. | |
| Adorn me in your torpid temple | |
| And forgive me if I cannot wake this dormant smile in your eyes. | |
| The Cyllenian god did love my sweet music forlorn. | |
| Elohim, Elohim Sabaoth, Elo Shadda, Adona, | |
| Y H V H | |
| When the sun remains silent, | |
| I will lay my angels down, | |
| For the Arch of my Temple is a parchment of blood. | |
| Even death has fled from me. | |
| I have seen the Face of God | |
| And yet my life has been preserved. | |
| The Bride of the Lamb poured herself into me. | |
| And Despair fell on us, | |
| As if we had entered the heart of darkness... |
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