The Enigma Of Number Three 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Enigma Of Number Three |
| 歌手 | Anata |
| 专辑 | Dreams Of Death And Dismay |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Schälin | |
| Reality, my one last escape | |
| I can't hid deep inside myself | |
| I close my eyes | |
| Try to cover my ears | |
| I'm obsessed | |
| No peace to be found | |
| Three churches with minarets | |
| On three hills, far away | |
| Every church has a bell | |
| Piercing chime | |
| Resonates in my head [Lead: Schalin] | |
| One for faith, holy faith | |
| Roars like hell | |
| One for hope, bloody hope | |
| One for love | |
| Tinkling **** | |
| Optical delusions | |
| Unheard sounds | |
| Haunting me, why? | |
| These symbols | |
| I can't understand | |
| Or interpret | |
| I open my eyes | |
| To escape from this hell | |
| Although reality bites | |
| Reflection | |
| I can spare | |
| Three windmills now appear | |
| New visions but | |
| I don't care | |
| Two in spin and one is still | |
| Eyes now burn | |
| Sound intensified | |
| Eardrums blow | |
| Delirious delirium! [Lead: Schalin] | |
| He never solved the riddle | |
| Never tried | |
| Cursed to die! [Lead: Allenmark] | |
| Never reached | |
| The insight that | |
| I have Led to his demise | |
| So learn from this... | |
| If you are a stormy sea | |
| Hold the mill-sails | |
| If your soul is ground | |
| I prithee mark my words | |
| Your soul torn apart | |
| By the sound of the bells | |
| Misled by visions | |
| You will expire | |
| Concentrate, gather strength | |
| Don't let the chime | |
| Get to you or your soul | |
| If you're strong | |
| No mill can grind your soul | |
| Not even if you are | |
| A stormy sea |
| zuo qu : Sch lin | |
| Reality, my one last escape | |
| I can' t hid deep inside myself | |
| I close my eyes | |
| Try to cover my ears | |
| I' m obsessed | |
| No peace to be found | |
| Three churches with minarets | |
| On three hills, far away | |
| Every church has a bell | |
| Piercing chime | |
| Resonates in my head Lead: Schalin | |
| One for faith, holy faith | |
| Roars like hell | |
| One for hope, bloody hope | |
| One for love | |
| Tinkling | |
| Optical delusions | |
| Unheard sounds | |
| Haunting me, why? | |
| These symbols | |
| I can' t understand | |
| Or interpret | |
| I open my eyes | |
| To escape from this hell | |
| Although reality bites | |
| Reflection | |
| I can spare | |
| Three windmills now appear | |
| New visions but | |
| I don' t care | |
| Two in spin and one is still | |
| Eyes now burn | |
| Sound intensified | |
| Eardrums blow | |
| Delirious delirium! Lead: Schalin | |
| He never solved the riddle | |
| Never tried | |
| Cursed to die! Lead: Allenmark | |
| Never reached | |
| The insight that | |
| I have Led to his demise | |
| So learn from this... | |
| If you are a stormy sea | |
| Hold the millsails | |
| If your soul is ground | |
| I prithee mark my words | |
| Your soul torn apart | |
| By the sound of the bells | |
| Misled by visions | |
| You will expire | |
| Concentrate, gather strength | |
| Don' t let the chime | |
| Get to you or your soul | |
| If you' re strong | |
| No mill can grind your soul | |
| Not even if you are | |
| A stormy sea |
| zuò qǔ : Sch lin | |
| Reality, my one last escape | |
| I can' t hid deep inside myself | |
| I close my eyes | |
| Try to cover my ears | |
| I' m obsessed | |
| No peace to be found | |
| Three churches with minarets | |
| On three hills, far away | |
| Every church has a bell | |
| Piercing chime | |
| Resonates in my head Lead: Schalin | |
| One for faith, holy faith | |
| Roars like hell | |
| One for hope, bloody hope | |
| One for love | |
| Tinkling | |
| Optical delusions | |
| Unheard sounds | |
| Haunting me, why? | |
| These symbols | |
| I can' t understand | |
| Or interpret | |
| I open my eyes | |
| To escape from this hell | |
| Although reality bites | |
| Reflection | |
| I can spare | |
| Three windmills now appear | |
| New visions but | |
| I don' t care | |
| Two in spin and one is still | |
| Eyes now burn | |
| Sound intensified | |
| Eardrums blow | |
| Delirious delirium! Lead: Schalin | |
| He never solved the riddle | |
| Never tried | |
| Cursed to die! Lead: Allenmark | |
| Never reached | |
| The insight that | |
| I have Led to his demise | |
| So learn from this... | |
| If you are a stormy sea | |
| Hold the millsails | |
| If your soul is ground | |
| I prithee mark my words | |
| Your soul torn apart | |
| By the sound of the bells | |
| Misled by visions | |
| You will expire | |
| Concentrate, gather strength | |
| Don' t let the chime | |
| Get to you or your soul | |
| If you' re strong | |
| No mill can grind your soul | |
| Not even if you are | |
| A stormy sea |
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