作曲 : Chambers, Sorychta | |
Pushed into the | |
Mounth of the | |
Abyss A world that owes nothing | |
Trapped in an emotionless empire | |
Silent are endless parades | |
Respect like smoke | |
Lost in cyclones | |
Breathing along the isle of no return | |
The gavel crashes upon | |
A system built for | |
The substitute fix only to shatter | |
Crisp brittle sorrow | |
Smacks hard into melting faces | |
Friction sinks into rotting masses | |
Swallowed by seas of sand | |
Deep in the bloody soil | |
Buried under the sins of our fathers | |
Bodies splinter | |
From the bowels of sorrow | |
Escaping to twist in the wind | |
The scent of darkness |
zuo qu : Chambers, Sorychta | |
Pushed into the | |
Mounth of the | |
Abyss A world that owes nothing | |
Trapped in an emotionless empire | |
Silent are endless parades | |
Respect like smoke | |
Lost in cyclones | |
Breathing along the isle of no return | |
The gavel crashes upon | |
A system built for | |
The substitute fix only to shatter | |
Crisp brittle sorrow | |
Smacks hard into melting faces | |
Friction sinks into rotting masses | |
Swallowed by seas of sand | |
Deep in the bloody soil | |
Buried under the sins of our fathers | |
Bodies splinter | |
From the bowels of sorrow | |
Escaping to twist in the wind | |
The scent of darkness |
zuò qǔ : Chambers, Sorychta | |
Pushed into the | |
Mounth of the | |
Abyss A world that owes nothing | |
Trapped in an emotionless empire | |
Silent are endless parades | |
Respect like smoke | |
Lost in cyclones | |
Breathing along the isle of no return | |
The gavel crashes upon | |
A system built for | |
The substitute fix only to shatter | |
Crisp brittle sorrow | |
Smacks hard into melting faces | |
Friction sinks into rotting masses | |
Swallowed by seas of sand | |
Deep in the bloody soil | |
Buried under the sins of our fathers | |
Bodies splinter | |
From the bowels of sorrow | |
Escaping to twist in the wind | |
The scent of darkness |