作曲 : Aphazel, Kaiaphas | |
(Solo - Aphazel) | |
How deep is your sleep? | |
That I may not interrupt your turbulent dreams? | |
Disrupting the sanity of slumber, the vile and wretched creature from the astral realm stands right before you. | |
Purple mist slips through window cracks hovering above your miserable shape. "What turmoil spoils my evening bliss?" | |
A turmoil savor permeates your nostrils. | |
Horrendous fright upon awakening your frigid cast paralyzed and spellbound. | |
Fiery eyes piercing through your alarmed soul, as ethereal tentacles penetrate the energy shield. | |
It's the Draining, | |
It's the draining, draining, drainingжж.. | |
How does it feel to be drained so feverishly? | |
Fear carries a rather exquisite taste. | |
I only take as much to leave you terrified. | |
My victims shall become my bounded disciples. (Solo -Aphazel) "As the satiated vapor disappears from sight, know that I may come again some other dreary night." |
zuo qu : Aphazel, Kaiaphas | |
Solo Aphazel | |
How deep is your sleep? | |
That I may not interrupt your turbulent dreams? | |
Disrupting the sanity of slumber, the vile and wretched creature from the astral realm stands right before you. | |
Purple mist slips through window cracks hovering above your miserable shape. " What turmoil spoils my evening bliss?" | |
A turmoil savor permeates your nostrils. | |
Horrendous fright upon awakening your frigid cast paralyzed and spellbound. | |
Fiery eyes piercing through your alarmed soul, as ethereal tentacles penetrate the energy shield. | |
It' s the Draining, | |
It' s the draining, draining, draining.. | |
How does it feel to be drained so feverishly? | |
Fear carries a rather exquisite taste. | |
I only take as much to leave you terrified. | |
My victims shall become my bounded disciples. Solo Aphazel " As the satiated vapor disappears from sight, know that I may come again some other dreary night." |
zuò qǔ : Aphazel, Kaiaphas | |
Solo Aphazel | |
How deep is your sleep? | |
That I may not interrupt your turbulent dreams? | |
Disrupting the sanity of slumber, the vile and wretched creature from the astral realm stands right before you. | |
Purple mist slips through window cracks hovering above your miserable shape. " What turmoil spoils my evening bliss?" | |
A turmoil savor permeates your nostrils. | |
Horrendous fright upon awakening your frigid cast paralyzed and spellbound. | |
Fiery eyes piercing through your alarmed soul, as ethereal tentacles penetrate the energy shield. | |
It' s the Draining, | |
It' s the draining, draining, draining.. | |
How does it feel to be drained so feverishly? | |
Fear carries a rather exquisite taste. | |
I only take as much to leave you terrified. | |
My victims shall become my bounded disciples. Solo Aphazel " As the satiated vapor disappears from sight, know that I may come again some other dreary night." |