歌曲 | A Metaphysical Drama |
歌手 | Vintersorg |
专辑 | Visions From The Spiral Generator |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Vintersorg | |
Revealed are the legends coronal | |
In a fiery illusion | |
An esoteric festival | |
The logical is trapped in confusion | |
Unmasked are theorems of invocation | |
Consigned to the thirsty soul | |
Parallel dimension's fragmentation | |
With a stronghold in a black hole | |
Where phantoms channel the connection | |
In a metaphysical drama | |
Like Maxwell's demon if taught to perfection | |
My eyes, the soul's panorama | |
At childhood | |
I felt a concealed motion (wisdom through the mother's milk) | |
Waves in the interstellar ocean, | |
Shapes under veils of silk | |
Still they let me feel their presence | |
The archetype around me, inside me | |
In every atom and second their essence | |
As well as in the vibration frequency of the open sea | |
Rainbows in colours never seen | |
In symbioses with | |
Nordic light that flashes in green | |
In rapids of blood glorious | |
And in the reckless fire victorious | |
I can trace their mark |
zuo qu : Vintersorg | |
Revealed are the legends coronal | |
In a fiery illusion | |
An esoteric festival | |
The logical is trapped in confusion | |
Unmasked are theorems of invocation | |
Consigned to the thirsty soul | |
Parallel dimension' s fragmentation | |
With a stronghold in a black hole | |
Where phantoms channel the connection | |
In a metaphysical drama | |
Like Maxwell' s demon if taught to perfection | |
My eyes, the soul' s panorama | |
At childhood | |
I felt a concealed motion wisdom through the mother' s milk | |
Waves in the interstellar ocean, | |
Shapes under veils of silk | |
Still they let me feel their presence | |
The archetype around me, inside me | |
In every atom and second their essence | |
As well as in the vibration frequency of the open sea | |
Rainbows in colours never seen | |
In symbioses with | |
Nordic light that flashes in green | |
In rapids of blood glorious | |
And in the reckless fire victorious | |
I can trace their mark |
zuò qǔ : Vintersorg | |
Revealed are the legends coronal | |
In a fiery illusion | |
An esoteric festival | |
The logical is trapped in confusion | |
Unmasked are theorems of invocation | |
Consigned to the thirsty soul | |
Parallel dimension' s fragmentation | |
With a stronghold in a black hole | |
Where phantoms channel the connection | |
In a metaphysical drama | |
Like Maxwell' s demon if taught to perfection | |
My eyes, the soul' s panorama | |
At childhood | |
I felt a concealed motion wisdom through the mother' s milk | |
Waves in the interstellar ocean, | |
Shapes under veils of silk | |
Still they let me feel their presence | |
The archetype around me, inside me | |
In every atom and second their essence | |
As well as in the vibration frequency of the open sea | |
Rainbows in colours never seen | |
In symbioses with | |
Nordic light that flashes in green | |
In rapids of blood glorious | |
And in the reckless fire victorious | |
I can trace their mark |