歌曲 | The Twilight Is My Robe |
歌手 | Opeth |
专辑 | The Candlelight Years |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Akerfeldt, Opeth | |
Unto you I whisper | |
The wildest dreams | |
In the coldness of night | |
Shrouded in crystals | |
Through a frosty dusk | |
Souls of the fullmoon awaits | |
Their shadows ablaze | |
We are all bending | |
Our tired leaves over your empty shell | |
In the sign of true esteem | |
Are you beloved lord | |
Sighing deep under these waterfalls? | |
The birds of the sun | |
Seperates these dark clouds | |
While the winds of winter sleeps gently around | |
I am sworn to the oath | |
To breathe... | |
At the waters I dwell | |
The waves are still whispering | |
Ancient lullabies | |
I die.... | |
While our mystic brothers still seek | |
Under your command I will obey | |
In my vision | |
You are the embodiment of pure freedom | |
But through my eyes you are made of stone |
zuo ci : Akerfeldt, Opeth | |
Unto you I whisper | |
The wildest dreams | |
In the coldness of night | |
Shrouded in crystals | |
Through a frosty dusk | |
Souls of the fullmoon awaits | |
Their shadows ablaze | |
We are all bending | |
Our tired leaves over your empty shell | |
In the sign of true esteem | |
Are you beloved lord | |
Sighing deep under these waterfalls? | |
The birds of the sun | |
Seperates these dark clouds | |
While the winds of winter sleeps gently around | |
I am sworn to the oath | |
To breathe... | |
At the waters I dwell | |
The waves are still whispering | |
Ancient lullabies | |
I die.... | |
While our mystic brothers still seek | |
Under your command I will obey | |
In my vision | |
You are the embodiment of pure freedom | |
But through my eyes you are made of stone |
zuò cí : Akerfeldt, Opeth | |
Unto you I whisper | |
The wildest dreams | |
In the coldness of night | |
Shrouded in crystals | |
Through a frosty dusk | |
Souls of the fullmoon awaits | |
Their shadows ablaze | |
We are all bending | |
Our tired leaves over your empty shell | |
In the sign of true esteem | |
Are you beloved lord | |
Sighing deep under these waterfalls? | |
The birds of the sun | |
Seperates these dark clouds | |
While the winds of winter sleeps gently around | |
I am sworn to the oath | |
To breathe... | |
At the waters I dwell | |
The waves are still whispering | |
Ancient lullabies | |
I die.... | |
While our mystic brothers still seek | |
Under your command I will obey | |
In my vision | |
You are the embodiment of pure freedom | |
But through my eyes you are made of stone |