歌曲 | Mental Torments |
歌手 | Spheric Universe Experience |
专辑 | Spheric Univers Experience |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Benaim, Colombo | |
Part I: Solitude. | |
Watch her dance | |
As ashadow through the mirror | |
Sand Lady disappeared with wind | |
Empty eyes | |
In an unknown land we are standing | |
In screaming pain we will dance too | |
I cannot see beyond the sunrise | |
I cannot feel my tears when I cry | |
I cannot hear my scream when you die | |
Blinded by fear, frightened by light | |
Look around you, nothing remains | |
Only traces of cerebral strain | |
Through the mirror there's nothing there | |
Through the reason voice of despair | |
No one can live forever more | |
Infected by victims desires | |
Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
Calling (the one who's never come) | |
Crying (for what you've never done) | |
Falling (in love with whom you know) | |
Bleeding (your spirit full of blood) | |
There's a secret door | |
Close your eyes and you will see what you did | |
These voices which echo in your mind aggravate your sorrow | |
Now you're just one, your hands stained with blood, your eyes stained with horror | |
Calling (the one who's never come) | |
Crying (for what you've never done) | |
Falling (in love with whom you know) | |
Bleeding (your spirit full of blood) | |
Part 2: Reminiscence. | |
Liberty scream | |
Is what I need | |
To stop the visions that haunt my dreams | |
Is it fiction or | |
Reality | |
I wonder why I cannot sleep with it | |
Through the silence | |
Of a winter night | |
I'm walking alone on the way that watches her dying | |
Reminisnences | |
Consume my mind | |
Where the winds blow is where I'll die | |
Where the winds blow is where all the things that existed go | |
Part 3: Losing Crontol. | |
~~Instrumental ~~ | |
Part 4: Inner Peace. | |
~~Instrumental~~ |
zuo qu : Benaim, Colombo | |
Part I: Solitude. | |
Watch her dance | |
As ashadow through the mirror | |
Sand Lady disappeared with wind | |
Empty eyes | |
In an unknown land we are standing | |
In screaming pain we will dance too | |
I cannot see beyond the sunrise | |
I cannot feel my tears when I cry | |
I cannot hear my scream when you die | |
Blinded by fear, frightened by light | |
Look around you, nothing remains | |
Only traces of cerebral strain | |
Through the mirror there' s nothing there | |
Through the reason voice of despair | |
No one can live forever more | |
Infected by victims desires | |
Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
Calling the one who' s never come | |
Crying for what you' ve never done | |
Falling in love with whom you know | |
Bleeding your spirit full of blood | |
There' s a secret door | |
Close your eyes and you will see what you did | |
These voices which echo in your mind aggravate your sorrow | |
Now you' re just one, your hands stained with blood, your eyes stained with horror | |
Calling the one who' s never come | |
Crying for what you' ve never done | |
Falling in love with whom you know | |
Bleeding your spirit full of blood | |
Part 2: Reminiscence. | |
Liberty scream | |
Is what I need | |
To stop the visions that haunt my dreams | |
Is it fiction or | |
Reality | |
I wonder why I cannot sleep with it | |
Through the silence | |
Of a winter night | |
I' m walking alone on the way that watches her dying | |
Reminisnences | |
Consume my mind | |
Where the winds blow is where I' ll die | |
Where the winds blow is where all the things that existed go | |
Part 3: Losing Crontol. | |
Instrumental | |
Part 4: Inner Peace. | |
Instrumental |
zuò qǔ : Benaim, Colombo | |
Part I: Solitude. | |
Watch her dance | |
As ashadow through the mirror | |
Sand Lady disappeared with wind | |
Empty eyes | |
In an unknown land we are standing | |
In screaming pain we will dance too | |
I cannot see beyond the sunrise | |
I cannot feel my tears when I cry | |
I cannot hear my scream when you die | |
Blinded by fear, frightened by light | |
Look around you, nothing remains | |
Only traces of cerebral strain | |
Through the mirror there' s nothing there | |
Through the reason voice of despair | |
No one can live forever more | |
Infected by victims desires | |
Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
Blind conscience leads the babies' cries | |
Calling the one who' s never come | |
Crying for what you' ve never done | |
Falling in love with whom you know | |
Bleeding your spirit full of blood | |
There' s a secret door | |
Close your eyes and you will see what you did | |
These voices which echo in your mind aggravate your sorrow | |
Now you' re just one, your hands stained with blood, your eyes stained with horror | |
Calling the one who' s never come | |
Crying for what you' ve never done | |
Falling in love with whom you know | |
Bleeding your spirit full of blood | |
Part 2: Reminiscence. | |
Liberty scream | |
Is what I need | |
To stop the visions that haunt my dreams | |
Is it fiction or | |
Reality | |
I wonder why I cannot sleep with it | |
Through the silence | |
Of a winter night | |
I' m walking alone on the way that watches her dying | |
Reminisnences | |
Consume my mind | |
Where the winds blow is where I' ll die | |
Where the winds blow is where all the things that existed go | |
Part 3: Losing Crontol. | |
Instrumental | |
Part 4: Inner Peace. | |
Instrumental |