歌曲 | Spirits of the Dead |
歌手 | Gothica |
专辑 | Night Thoughts |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
Like a fast start is the sonorous wake, | |
A voice made of numberless voices. | |
I'm turning round, looking for you, | |
But your sound springs from inside. | |
You reality without essence, | |
Eternal fire and icy pallor. | |
Tell me where you are from, | |
Thou obscure inhabitants of dark. | |
Are you meloudious and bewitching | |
Or terrifying and deceptive? |