歌曲 | The Carrier of Wounds |
歌手 | Ved Buens Ende |
专辑 | Those Who Caress the Pale |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
I slumber throught my years. | |
Like the desert moves with the wind. | |
Frozen and flickering, the lustful year has met its end. | |
A wanderer | |
I am indeed..... the son of the moon..... and | |
I will carry mountains soon. | |
A burden I was for those who woke the sun | |
I threw their masks away, lit my torches, and burned their eyes..... | |
Forgiven I never was. | |
But I will carry mountains soon. | |
A burden, is it not? | |
Kneeling I chose my faith, while they lit the sun, and flew naked and blind over my desert fields. |