作词 : Vorph, Xy | |
(En)chained to a shadow of the pasthe walks the path of lifefollowing the same quest, like aghost silly lover, silly romance, how pathetic! | |
Constant, permanent disenchantment | |
She will be called | |
Moonskinand she will have the beauty of the marblehair dancing like flamesaround her snow-white shape(En)chained to the | |
Venus spellhe left the reason behinddefiling the gardenforcing the passagegoing to the bottomto steal the endto shake death's hand | |
Once again illusion fades away, once again he's fallingas the milky stream of life goes dying | |
She was called | |
Moonskinnow she's no morebut a round bright spherein his nightfloating in a timeless place(En)chained to a shadow of the pasthe walks the path of lifecarrying that old story like a crosson which he will, on which he maynail another star... |
zuo ci : Vorph, Xy | |
En chained to a shadow of the pasthe walks the path of lifefollowing the same quest, like aghost silly lover, silly romance, how pathetic! | |
Constant, permanent disenchantment | |
She will be called | |
Moonskinand she will have the beauty of the marblehair dancing like flamesaround her snowwhite shape En chained to the | |
Venus spellhe left the reason behinddefiling the gardenforcing the passagegoing to the bottomto steal the endto shake death' s hand | |
Once again illusion fades away, once again he' s fallingas the milky stream of life goes dying | |
She was called | |
Moonskinnow she' s no morebut a round bright spherein his nightfloating in a timeless place En chained to a shadow of the pasthe walks the path of lifecarrying that old story like a crosson which he will, on which he maynail another star... |
zuò cí : Vorph, Xy | |
En chained to a shadow of the pasthe walks the path of lifefollowing the same quest, like aghost silly lover, silly romance, how pathetic! | |
Constant, permanent disenchantment | |
She will be called | |
Moonskinand she will have the beauty of the marblehair dancing like flamesaround her snowwhite shape En chained to the | |
Venus spellhe left the reason behinddefiling the gardenforcing the passagegoing to the bottomto steal the endto shake death' s hand | |
Once again illusion fades away, once again he' s fallingas the milky stream of life goes dying | |
She was called | |
Moonskinnow she' s no morebut a round bright spherein his nightfloating in a timeless place En chained to a shadow of the pasthe walks the path of lifecarrying that old story like a crosson which he will, on which he maynail another star... |