歌曲 | January Sun |
歌手 | Vanden Plas |
专辑 | Christ 0 |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Andy Kuntz/Günter Werno | |
作词 : Andy Kuntz | |
Come little angel and sit by my side | |
I need someone to talk to | |
'cause I can't see the light | |
I look for a guardian "take my thousand sins away" | |
Are the last lines before he decides to pray again | |
Here is x... Friday dec. 13, 7:25 Babylonian time | |
My brain works faster than the day before | |
And when I shut one door I hear another open | |
All his trust, faith and belief has gone | |
After the minute they've preserved him from the dawn | |
And I wonder, and I wonder | |
How a place could leave his mind alone with me | |
An eerie mural makes me see | |
His sieve of broken memories | |
I'm coming near but not enough | |
Disclosing your illusion | |
Why is the world so afraid | |
Searching for a way to January sun, January sun | |
And why can the last December days | |
Not remember where to go... January sun | |
His nether world is more dimensional | |
And now I could inhale his frenzied winter tale | |
A brand new being rises out of black snow | |
This ship of dark decades | |
Can tell me where I go | |
To remember and I remember | |
When I close my eyes the angel says to me | |
Confess your sins and take my hand | |
I give you back your memory | |
The time has come to see a land | |
Of reverse allegory tales | |
And the end of a rainbow on your journey | |
To a place you meet yourself | |
And searching for a pharaohs glowing | |
Why in the world is it me | |
Searching for the way to January sun | |
X - 7:35 - now I'm zero | |
Here I something to believe in | |
On our way let us turn into the January sun | |
Hostimentum - dominatio | |
I am nothing but a sand grain | |
In a gear of the universe - equation of the tide | |
Amnestia - mors christ-0 | |
Why, why is the gift to be free this new identity | |
Christ-0 - christ-0 - christ-0 - christ-0 | |
Come little angel and sit by my side | |
I need someone to talk to | |
Now I can see the light | |
My life is a station | |
Where the darkness meets the day | |
Hear the last lines before I design to fade away |
zuo qu : Andy Kuntz Gü nter Werno | |
zuo ci : Andy Kuntz | |
Come little angel and sit by my side | |
I need someone to talk to | |
' cause I can' t see the light | |
I look for a guardian " take my thousand sins away" | |
Are the last lines before he decides to pray again | |
Here is x... Friday dec. 13, 7: 25 Babylonian time | |
My brain works faster than the day before | |
And when I shut one door I hear another open | |
All his trust, faith and belief has gone | |
After the minute they' ve preserved him from the dawn | |
And I wonder, and I wonder | |
How a place could leave his mind alone with me | |
An eerie mural makes me see | |
His sieve of broken memories | |
I' m coming near but not enough | |
Disclosing your illusion | |
Why is the world so afraid | |
Searching for a way to January sun, January sun | |
And why can the last December days | |
Not remember where to go... January sun | |
His nether world is more dimensional | |
And now I could inhale his frenzied winter tale | |
A brand new being rises out of black snow | |
This ship of dark decades | |
Can tell me where I go | |
To remember and I remember | |
When I close my eyes the angel says to me | |
Confess your sins and take my hand | |
I give you back your memory | |
The time has come to see a land | |
Of reverse allegory tales | |
And the end of a rainbow on your journey | |
To a place you meet yourself | |
And searching for a pharaohs glowing | |
Why in the world is it me | |
Searching for the way to January sun | |
X 7: 35 now I' m zero | |
Here I something to believe in | |
On our way let us turn into the January sun | |
Hostimentum dominatio | |
I am nothing but a sand grain | |
In a gear of the universe equation of the tide | |
Amnestia mors christ0 | |
Why, why is the gift to be free this new identity | |
Christ0 christ0 christ0 christ0 | |
Come little angel and sit by my side | |
I need someone to talk to | |
Now I can see the light | |
My life is a station | |
Where the darkness meets the day | |
Hear the last lines before I design to fade away |
zuò qǔ : Andy Kuntz Gü nter Werno | |
zuò cí : Andy Kuntz | |
Come little angel and sit by my side | |
I need someone to talk to | |
' cause I can' t see the light | |
I look for a guardian " take my thousand sins away" | |
Are the last lines before he decides to pray again | |
Here is x... Friday dec. 13, 7: 25 Babylonian time | |
My brain works faster than the day before | |
And when I shut one door I hear another open | |
All his trust, faith and belief has gone | |
After the minute they' ve preserved him from the dawn | |
And I wonder, and I wonder | |
How a place could leave his mind alone with me | |
An eerie mural makes me see | |
His sieve of broken memories | |
I' m coming near but not enough | |
Disclosing your illusion | |
Why is the world so afraid | |
Searching for a way to January sun, January sun | |
And why can the last December days | |
Not remember where to go... January sun | |
His nether world is more dimensional | |
And now I could inhale his frenzied winter tale | |
A brand new being rises out of black snow | |
This ship of dark decades | |
Can tell me where I go | |
To remember and I remember | |
When I close my eyes the angel says to me | |
Confess your sins and take my hand | |
I give you back your memory | |
The time has come to see a land | |
Of reverse allegory tales | |
And the end of a rainbow on your journey | |
To a place you meet yourself | |
And searching for a pharaohs glowing | |
Why in the world is it me | |
Searching for the way to January sun | |
X 7: 35 now I' m zero | |
Here I something to believe in | |
On our way let us turn into the January sun | |
Hostimentum dominatio | |
I am nothing but a sand grain | |
In a gear of the universe equation of the tide | |
Amnestia mors christ0 | |
Why, why is the gift to be free this new identity | |
Christ0 christ0 christ0 christ0 | |
Come little angel and sit by my side | |
I need someone to talk to | |
Now I can see the light | |
My life is a station | |
Where the darkness meets the day | |
Hear the last lines before I design to fade away |