歌曲 | As astral images darken reality |
歌手 | Abigor |
专辑 | Nachthymnen/orkblut |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Kometen sind brennende Seelen, | |
Die zur Strafe durch den Kosmos ziehen mьЯen. | |
Comets are burning souls, | |
That have to travel through the cosmos for punishment. | |
Nothing disturbs this transcendental harmony | |
The only light that breaks up darkness | |
Are the burning red stars | |
Cosmic winds bear a waft | |
Of a gigantic psychic force | |
That the nineth dimension | |
(colossal deep universe) holds | |
And opens for me | |
Desolation in purest shape | |
Neither melodies nor cries | |
Resound in this cold silence | |
Nevertheless I feel the endless echo of melancholy | |
No mountain, no tree, no lake | |
But an endless wasteland of stones and ice | |
Forms this realm where no king was ever born | |
Because no life exists which can be ruled | |
Here is the destination of my astral journey | |
The only place where I find peace | |
So I leave the world behind | |
And replace earthbound grey | |
To interstellar black | |
I leave the world behind ! |
Kometen sind brennende Seelen, | |
Die zur Strafe durch den Kosmos ziehen m en. | |
Comets are burning souls, | |
That have to travel through the cosmos for punishment. | |
Nothing disturbs this transcendental harmony | |
The only light that breaks up darkness | |
Are the burning red stars | |
Cosmic winds bear a waft | |
Of a gigantic psychic force | |
That the nineth dimension | |
colossal deep universe holds | |
And opens for me | |
Desolation in purest shape | |
Neither melodies nor cries | |
Resound in this cold silence | |
Nevertheless I feel the endless echo of melancholy | |
No mountain, no tree, no lake | |
But an endless wasteland of stones and ice | |
Forms this realm where no king was ever born | |
Because no life exists which can be ruled | |
Here is the destination of my astral journey | |
The only place where I find peace | |
So I leave the world behind | |
And replace earthbound grey | |
To interstellar black | |
I leave the world behind ! |
Kometen sind brennende Seelen, | |
Die zur Strafe durch den Kosmos ziehen m en. | |
Comets are burning souls, | |
That have to travel through the cosmos for punishment. | |
Nothing disturbs this transcendental harmony | |
The only light that breaks up darkness | |
Are the burning red stars | |
Cosmic winds bear a waft | |
Of a gigantic psychic force | |
That the nineth dimension | |
colossal deep universe holds | |
And opens for me | |
Desolation in purest shape | |
Neither melodies nor cries | |
Resound in this cold silence | |
Nevertheless I feel the endless echo of melancholy | |
No mountain, no tree, no lake | |
But an endless wasteland of stones and ice | |
Forms this realm where no king was ever born | |
Because no life exists which can be ruled | |
Here is the destination of my astral journey | |
The only place where I find peace | |
So I leave the world behind | |
And replace earthbound grey | |
To interstellar black | |
I leave the world behind ! |