The Love From A Dead Orchestra 歌词
| 歌曲 | The Love From A Dead Orchestra |
| 歌手 | Versailles |
| 专辑 | Lyrical Sympathy |
| 下载 | Image LRC TXT |
| The black sea traces the howling of the wind | |
| In these intervals | |
| The memories, changed into roses, started to follow the present | |
| Inside the picture, the beasts hurt each other | |
| And they hand the memories over to the darkness | |
| Why do these days refuse to stop like this | |
| And turn people into something ugly? | |
| This melody will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| They should disappear | |
| I'm alienated from the connection | |
| From fascination to expectation | |
| I can't divide the phrases | |
| The historical facts are drawn | |
| Those fingertips will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| People pierce their hearts with loneliness | |
| While I'm staring at the roses, the melody of death flows | |
| Ah should it fall down | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I'll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| I'll come through, in the midst of this snow | |
| The god of death is now born | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I'll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose |
| The black sea traces the howling of the wind | |
| In these intervals | |
| The memories, changed into roses, started to follow the present | |
| Inside the picture, the beasts hurt each other | |
| And they hand the memories over to the darkness | |
| Why do these days refuse to stop like this | |
| And turn people into something ugly? | |
| This melody will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| They should disappear | |
| I' m alienated from the connection | |
| From fascination to expectation | |
| I can' t divide the phrases | |
| The historical facts are drawn | |
| Those fingertips will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| People pierce their hearts with loneliness | |
| While I' m staring at the roses, the melody of death flows | |
| Ah should it fall down | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I' ll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| I' ll come through, in the midst of this snow | |
| The god of death is now born | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I' ll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose |
| The black sea traces the howling of the wind | |
| In these intervals | |
| The memories, changed into roses, started to follow the present | |
| Inside the picture, the beasts hurt each other | |
| And they hand the memories over to the darkness | |
| Why do these days refuse to stop like this | |
| And turn people into something ugly? | |
| This melody will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| They should disappear | |
| I' m alienated from the connection | |
| From fascination to expectation | |
| I can' t divide the phrases | |
| The historical facts are drawn | |
| Those fingertips will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| People pierce their hearts with loneliness | |
| While I' m staring at the roses, the melody of death flows | |
| Ah should it fall down | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I' ll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| I' ll come through, in the midst of this snow | |
| The god of death is now born | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I' ll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose |
| [00:44.180] | 黑色海洋 传来风的嚎叫 |
| [00:51.684] | 在这罅隙之间 |
| [00:55.099] | 变成蔷薇的记忆 开始追寻如今 |
| [01:07.119] | 野兽在画像中互相伤害 |
| [01:14.695] | 甚至将记忆交给黑暗 |
| [01:22.187] | 时代为何如此拒绝停留 |
| [01:29.346] | 将人变得丑陋？ |
| [01:36.949] | 这旋律将化为蓝色的寂静 |
| [01:45.013] | 就此消散 |
| [02:07.397] | 与脉络疏离 |
| [02:12.358] | 从幻梦到意图 |
| [02:17.825] | 用文段无法切分 |
| [02:23.508] | 描绘着史实 |
| [02:30.218] | 那指尖 将化为蓝色的寂静 |
| [02:37.539] | 人以孤独刺痛心脏 |
| [02:44.902] | 凝视蔷薇时 死的旋律开始流淌 |
| [02:52.836] | Ah…就此堕落下去吧 |
| [03:04.032] | 消失吧 燃烧吧 丑陋的我 |
| [03:11.111] | 无论怎样杀死 都再复苏的尸体 |
| [03:18.507] | 这样的思念 如果传达到 就会将一切抹去 |
| [03:26.247] | 只愿如同纯洁的蔷薇般绽放 |
| [04:35.429] | 穿过云层… |
| [04:48.012] | 死神即将诞生 |
| [07:03.929] | 消失吧 燃烧吧 丑陋的我 |
| [07:10.932] | 无论怎样杀死 都再复苏的尸体 |
| [07:18.110] | 这样的思念 如果传达到 就会将一切抹去 |
| [07:26.015] | 只愿如同纯洁的蔷薇般绽放 |
| [07:33.420] | 消失吧 燃烧吧 丑陋的我 |
| [07:40.661] | 只愿如同纯洁的蔷薇般绽放 |
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