歌曲 | Creation Of Death |
歌手 | Shade Empire |
专辑 | Sinthetic |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Harju, Shade Empire | |
Every night | |
I can see the sands of time running through my hands, yet every time it seems that something gives me another chance. | |
All the times | |
I've tried to die, no years no words can ever tell. | |
I want to leave but | |
I'm doomed to live in this hell. | |
Sometimes | |
I try to live. | |
It feels like | |
I'm made eternally to be. | |
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. | |
Carry me to a place where | |
I can...(die) | |
Every night | |
I can see the reflections before my eyes, and every time | |
I must see my precious ones die. | |
Over and over again the cycle is never ending. | |
Over and over again | |
I hope for the veil of death over me to descend. | |
I was born to be a creation of death. | |
Again and again | |
I must take my own life away. | |
Sometimes | |
I try to live... | |
I wish it would end. | |
Again I have failed. | |
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. | |
Carry me to a place where | |
I can...(die) | |
Again I shed my life out from my veins. |
zuo qu : Harju, Shade Empire | |
Every night | |
I can see the sands of time running through my hands, yet every time it seems that something gives me another chance. | |
All the times | |
I' ve tried to die, no years no words can ever tell. | |
I want to leave but | |
I' m doomed to live in this hell. | |
Sometimes | |
I try to live. | |
It feels like | |
I' m made eternally to be. | |
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. | |
Carry me to a place where | |
I can... die | |
Every night | |
I can see the reflections before my eyes, and every time | |
I must see my precious ones die. | |
Over and over again the cycle is never ending. | |
Over and over again | |
I hope for the veil of death over me to descend. | |
I was born to be a creation of death. | |
Again and again | |
I must take my own life away. | |
Sometimes | |
I try to live... | |
I wish it would end. | |
Again I have failed. | |
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. | |
Carry me to a place where | |
I can... die | |
Again I shed my life out from my veins. |
zuò qǔ : Harju, Shade Empire | |
Every night | |
I can see the sands of time running through my hands, yet every time it seems that something gives me another chance. | |
All the times | |
I' ve tried to die, no years no words can ever tell. | |
I want to leave but | |
I' m doomed to live in this hell. | |
Sometimes | |
I try to live. | |
It feels like | |
I' m made eternally to be. | |
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. | |
Carry me to a place where | |
I can... die | |
Every night | |
I can see the reflections before my eyes, and every time | |
I must see my precious ones die. | |
Over and over again the cycle is never ending. | |
Over and over again | |
I hope for the veil of death over me to descend. | |
I was born to be a creation of death. | |
Again and again | |
I must take my own life away. | |
Sometimes | |
I try to live... | |
I wish it would end. | |
Again I have failed. | |
Come funeral winds, embrace my soul. | |
Carry me to a place where | |
I can... die | |
Again I shed my life out from my veins. |