歌曲 | Adrift |
歌手 | Cult of Luna |
专辑 | Salvation |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
In his arms, locked in that iron grip nothing will reveal | |
Follow these footsteps and we will reach the bottom | |
I tumbled down the road that bears his name | |
Here he dwells, here he prospers and pushes us towards the end | |
When we are drifting against the tide | |
Colliding with the very air we breathe | |
Somewhere the tracks inwards must lead out | |
A grasp of hope that defeats the will | |
Always pushed away | |
Always nothing |