Dawn of Epiphany歌词
添加日期：2023-05-11 时长：08分09秒 歌手：Nargaroth
作曲 : René Wagner/BRODTRAEGER Bernth
I've always been amazed
That asteroids can fly in groups
For millions of years
And never touch each other or connect
They are dead rock
So they find their perfect orbit and stick to it
We also wanna find that place of perfection
But we're not asteroids
We change, and that's the problem
The more you try to create a paradise
The more you will resent the prison
And all you're left is dreams of a future
That nevеr happened
The ashеn Smoke of my dying cancer cigarette
Barely revealed auspicious visions to me
My mirthless eyes behold desperately shadows in the plume
But all the plasmic shapes vanish like past lovers before
My weary face cries grievous tempests into my hands
Whose leather skin fails to disguise my mental decay
Into this forlornness you struck down as the Lightbringer's Sword
And you opened my veins to a gracious salvation
And like a coup de grace a ray refracted through the ice
You dug your way through me down into the opaque ore
With which I longed to become one, veiled and clandestine
Across all Eons hidden from the lies of this world
While I solicited to sink into Oblivion
You buried a crystal seed into the abyss of my soul
His epiphany broke the screaming silence in my woe
And laid into my dying a hint of life
编辑于2023/05/11更新
I've always been amazed
That asteroids can fly in groups
For millions of years
And never touch each other or connect
They are dead rock
So they find their perfect orbit and stick to it
We also wanna find that place of perfection
But we're not asteroids
We change, and that's the problem
The more you try to create a paradise
The more you will resent the prison
And all you're left is dreams of a future
That nevеr happened
The ashеn Smoke of my dying cancer cigarette
Barely revealed auspicious visions to me
My mirthless eyes behold desperately shadows in the plume
But all the plasmic shapes vanish like past lovers before
My weary face cries grievous tempests into my hands
Whose leather skin fails to disguise my mental decay
Into this forlornness you struck down as the Lightbringer's Sword
And you opened my veins to a gracious salvation
And like a coup de grace a ray refracted through the ice
You dug your way through me down into the opaque ore
With which I longed to become one, veiled and clandestine
Across all Eons hidden from the lies of this world
While I solicited to sink into Oblivion
You buried a crystal seed into the abyss of my soul
His epiphany broke the screaming silence in my woe
And laid into my dying a hint of life
编辑于2023/05/11更新
