歌曲 | Of masks and martyrs |
歌手 | Undying |
专辑 | The Whispered Lies Of Angels |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Undying | |
as we bleed you feast on what is left of waking nightmares, prayers best left unsaid sinking inside of the beasts we shall be feeling desires buried, dreams best left to sleep suffer the absence of beauty to know years beaten down, passions unknown the bitterest ashes are the souls unwept tears walls of your heaven and pit of your fears the heavens will fall and stars rain down on the backs of the broken upon those whose beauty is spit upon whose desire you shit upon if this is what your life will take from me if this is what your world will make of me these words which we cannot speak for the fallen are lost through the absence of dreams in skies that are ever bright we cast wishes into the darkness for the stench of your heaven clings to me and the stars weep for my shame this long, dark age has given us but faded memory -and all the words we will not write -and all the dreams that die tonight -and all the love in hearts grown cold -and all the beauty never known as heavens winds are rancid sweet as angels breath of carrion reek suffer the children as they will dream as empty souls breed worthless ends as bitter hands stroke passions spent hearts burned to black with the fires of prayers for the end and the stars weep for my shame this long, dark age has given us the faded memory of passions spent - give me breath to face another day if this is what your life will take from me if this is what your world will make of me if this is what the world has made of me then let it live with the consequences |
zuo qu : Undying | |
as we bleed you feast on what is left of waking nightmares, prayers best left unsaid sinking inside of the beasts we shall be feeling desires buried, dreams best left to sleep suffer the absence of beauty to know years beaten down, passions unknown the bitterest ashes are the souls unwept tears walls of your heaven and pit of your fears the heavens will fall and stars rain down on the backs of the broken upon those whose beauty is spit upon whose desire you shit upon if this is what your life will take from me if this is what your world will make of me these words which we cannot speak for the fallen are lost through the absence of dreams in skies that are ever bright we cast wishes into the darkness for the stench of your heaven clings to me and the stars weep for my shame this long, dark age has given us but faded memory and all the words we will not write and all the dreams that die tonight and all the love in hearts grown cold and all the beauty never known as heavens winds are rancid sweet as angels breath of carrion reek suffer the children as they will dream as empty souls breed worthless ends as bitter hands stroke passions spent hearts burned to black with the fires of prayers for the end and the stars weep for my shame this long, dark age has given us the faded memory of passions spent give me breath to face another day if this is what your life will take from me if this is what your world will make of me if this is what the world has made of me then let it live with the consequences |
zuò qǔ : Undying | |
as we bleed you feast on what is left of waking nightmares, prayers best left unsaid sinking inside of the beasts we shall be feeling desires buried, dreams best left to sleep suffer the absence of beauty to know years beaten down, passions unknown the bitterest ashes are the souls unwept tears walls of your heaven and pit of your fears the heavens will fall and stars rain down on the backs of the broken upon those whose beauty is spit upon whose desire you shit upon if this is what your life will take from me if this is what your world will make of me these words which we cannot speak for the fallen are lost through the absence of dreams in skies that are ever bright we cast wishes into the darkness for the stench of your heaven clings to me and the stars weep for my shame this long, dark age has given us but faded memory and all the words we will not write and all the dreams that die tonight and all the love in hearts grown cold and all the beauty never known as heavens winds are rancid sweet as angels breath of carrion reek suffer the children as they will dream as empty souls breed worthless ends as bitter hands stroke passions spent hearts burned to black with the fires of prayers for the end and the stars weep for my shame this long, dark age has given us the faded memory of passions spent give me breath to face another day if this is what your life will take from me if this is what your world will make of me if this is what the world has made of me then let it live with the consequences |