- music -
Cleared the fog that was veiled around me
And blurred my sights
Suddenly, I'm no longer aching
To honor my plights
Rising moon and my skin is peeling
Past undone
Suddenly, I can't justify
What I had become
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[03:16.17][01:55.26][00:00.00]- music -
[01:24.72]Cleared the fog that was veiled around me
[01:29.36] And blurred my sights
[01:34.64] Suddenly, I'm no longer aching
[01:39.07] To honor my plights
[02:56.40] Rising moon and my skin is peeling
[03:01.66] Past undone
[03:06.69] Suddenly, I can't justify
[03:11.00] What I had become
- music -
Cleared the fog that was veiled around me
And blurred my sights
Suddenly, I'm no longer aching
To honor my plights
Rising moon and my skin is peeling
Past undone
Suddenly, I can't justify
What I had become
🎵 LRC歌词版本
[03:16.17][01:55.26][00:00.00]- music -
[01:24.72]Cleared the fog that was veiled around me
[01:29.36] And blurred my sights
[01:34.64] Suddenly, I'm no longer aching
[01:39.07] To honor my plights
[02:56.40] Rising moon and my skin is peeling
[03:01.66] Past undone
[03:06.69] Suddenly, I can't justify
[03:11.00] What I had become
As we witness the hunt begin
In the aura of blood, the hounds move in
As you follow a failing heart
And crack the norms apart
Remain perfectly still
...
"Det är för bedrövligt. Usch!
Vem fan är du?"
Ta det som ett löfte och gå
Dos av dagligt gift blev en drift
Trots allt kan du inte förstå
Tuggar sla...
(edited by ANTICHRIS)
(the second acoustic song in "still life".....)
By the turnstile beckons a damsel fair
The face of Melinda neath blackened hai...
Blank face in the windowpane
Made clear in seconds of light
Disappears and returns again
Counting hours, searching the night
Might be waiting for some...
Deserted again
Walking in closed rooms, using cold words
Captured by the night
The yearning escapes from my embrace
Scream your sadness
And they all ...
Show me a sign of troubles in your heart
And our bodies float on the river
To the oceans of demise
Made me a slave to the secrets of your silence
But ...
What is left when the morning comes
Is the memory of a future
And when my plight is done
There is nothing left to hold onto
There were friends waiting...
- music -
And slake a wish inside
Friends would leave me in my darkest hour
Yet trust me with their lives
- music -
She would haunt my dreams and feed...
Returned from a hibernal dream
Voices fell like marble
No longer by my side
Gone all that would linger
Ripped from my embrace
Melinda reflected in sha...