Sword Of Eyes 歌词

	作曲 : Misery Signals
	There is no one on the air
	I chase parading ghosts in burning memory
	Through empty shells of stolen moments
	As all the stains are reassuring us
	That they happened
	Poring over the fragments found, lost in portrayal
	Reflected back unto ourselves
	I've been reduced to a faded impression
	Attention paid, critical.
	These elements, they fail to align
	I realize this is passing
	Do they become something more
	Under the surface of an image paralyzed
	As we become nothing
	Spectral trails echo on the air
	Aperture set
	Projected whispers through empty shells of stolen moments pouring over
	Look back, our illusion is the abstract trail of time behind
	And I give myself to the truth
	Flesh fed to the piranhas
	Liar's blood it falls into water
	Where only the water survives
	I'll stare into my own false eyes
	And watch the life in them die
	The past will lay dead
	When the present is slain by the sword of eyes
	Watch these words run silent, run deep, run together
	You can't have it back
	You can never have it back

	zuo qu : Misery Signals
	There is no one on the air
	I chase parading ghosts in burning memory
	Through empty shells of stolen moments
	As all the stains are reassuring us
	That they happened
	Poring over the fragments found, lost in portrayal
	Reflected back unto ourselves
	I' ve been reduced to a faded impression
	Attention paid, critical.
	These elements, they fail to align
	I realize this is passing
	Do they become something more
	Under the surface of an image paralyzed
	As we become nothing
	Spectral trails echo on the air
	Aperture set
	Projected whispers through empty shells of stolen moments pouring over
	Look back, our illusion is the abstract trail of time behind
	And I give myself to the truth
	Flesh fed to the piranhas
	Liar' s blood it falls into water
	Where only the water survives
	I' ll stare into my own false eyes
	And watch the life in them die
	The past will lay dead
	When the present is slain by the sword of eyes
	Watch these words run silent, run deep, run together
	You can' t have it back
	You can never have it back

	zuò qǔ : Misery Signals
	There is no one on the air
	I chase parading ghosts in burning memory
	Through empty shells of stolen moments
	As all the stains are reassuring us
	That they happened
	Poring over the fragments found, lost in portrayal
	Reflected back unto ourselves
	I' ve been reduced to a faded impression
	Attention paid, critical.
	These elements, they fail to align
	I realize this is passing
	Do they become something more
	Under the surface of an image paralyzed
	As we become nothing
	Spectral trails echo on the air
	Aperture set
	Projected whispers through empty shells of stolen moments pouring over
	Look back, our illusion is the abstract trail of time behind
	And I give myself to the truth
	Flesh fed to the piranhas
	Liar' s blood it falls into water
	Where only the water survives
	I' ll stare into my own false eyes
	And watch the life in them die
	The past will lay dead
	When the present is slain by the sword of eyes
	Watch these words run silent, run deep, run together
	You can' t have it back
	You can never have it back

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