Song | The Voice of Failure |
Artist | Novembers Doom |
Album | The Novella Reservoir |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Kuhr, Novembers Doom | |
I struggle to reach above the fault, | |
In the same moment of collapse | |
Born to suffer by the fate of this world, come with me now, and bleed | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure | |
A deeper hunger | |
I have for fear, we’re bound to the eyes of his plea | |
Fingers running across my scars, the beauty of my lonely heart | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure | |
The tempted drag me down where weakness feigned | |
I harvest the only face | |
I can and swim through the mire | |
Time heals the wounds of sorrow, the undertow of deaths becoming | |
I’ve been searching for battles won, dusk is falling, sunlight drowns | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure |
zuo qu : Kuhr, Novembers Doom | |
I struggle to reach above the fault, | |
In the same moment of collapse | |
Born to suffer by the fate of this world, come with me now, and bleed | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure | |
A deeper hunger | |
I have for fear, we' re bound to the eyes of his plea | |
Fingers running across my scars, the beauty of my lonely heart | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure | |
The tempted drag me down where weakness feigned | |
I harvest the only face | |
I can and swim through the mire | |
Time heals the wounds of sorrow, the undertow of deaths becoming | |
I' ve been searching for battles won, dusk is falling, sunlight drowns | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure |
zuò qǔ : Kuhr, Novembers Doom | |
I struggle to reach above the fault, | |
In the same moment of collapse | |
Born to suffer by the fate of this world, come with me now, and bleed | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure | |
A deeper hunger | |
I have for fear, we' re bound to the eyes of his plea | |
Fingers running across my scars, the beauty of my lonely heart | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure | |
The tempted drag me down where weakness feigned | |
I harvest the only face | |
I can and swim through the mire | |
Time heals the wounds of sorrow, the undertow of deaths becoming | |
I' ve been searching for battles won, dusk is falling, sunlight drowns | |
Visions of the promised land, | |
I close my eyes and angels die | |
No man alive can stop the bleed, and now | |
I hear the voice of failure |