Song | You Are I |
Artist | Rotting Christ |
Album | Thanatiphoro Antologio |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Sakis | |
When you are sick / | |
I'll be the cure | |
For your sadness / | |
I'll be the laugh | |
When you cry / | |
I'll be the tear | |
The carmine one / so full of fear | |
When you're down / | |
I'll be the wings | |
That raise you higher and higher | |
When you're blind / | |
I'll see for you | |
I'll see through me / | |
It's strange but true | |
When you are sick / | |
I'll be the cure | |
For your sadness / | |
I'll be the laugh | |
When you cry / | |
I'll be the tear | |
The carmine one / so full of fear | |
In a way I shall be unbearden your cross | |
And i a way you'll feel my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near | |
When you are cold / | |
I'll be the fire | |
That keeps you warm / cremates your dreams | |
When you sleep / | |
I am in your dreams | |
Within your soul / and watch your sin | |
In a way I shall be unbearden your cross | |
And i a way you'll feel my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near | |
When you're in doubt | |
I'll be with you | |
I've barely fought since | |
I first saw you | |
When you're weak | |
I'll give you will | |
The shelter you seek sound to feel | |
When you hurt / | |
I'll be the pain | |
The sweet and last / that falls with rain | |
And when you die / in your pale hands | |
I will lurk and | |
I will stand | |
In a way I shall unbearden your cross | |
And in a way you'll fell my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near |
zuo ci : Sakis | |
When you are sick | |
I' ll be the cure | |
For your sadness | |
I' ll be the laugh | |
When you cry | |
I' ll be the tear | |
The carmine one so full of fear | |
When you' re down | |
I' ll be the wings | |
That raise you higher and higher | |
When you' re blind | |
I' ll see for you | |
I' ll see through me | |
It' s strange but true | |
When you are sick | |
I' ll be the cure | |
For your sadness | |
I' ll be the laugh | |
When you cry | |
I' ll be the tear | |
The carmine one so full of fear | |
In a way I shall be unbearden your cross | |
And i a way you' ll feel my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near | |
When you are cold | |
I' ll be the fire | |
That keeps you warm cremates your dreams | |
When you sleep | |
I am in your dreams | |
Within your soul and watch your sin | |
In a way I shall be unbearden your cross | |
And i a way you' ll feel my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near | |
When you' re in doubt | |
I' ll be with you | |
I' ve barely fought since | |
I first saw you | |
When you' re weak | |
I' ll give you will | |
The shelter you seek sound to feel | |
When you hurt | |
I' ll be the pain | |
The sweet and last that falls with rain | |
And when you die in your pale hands | |
I will lurk and | |
I will stand | |
In a way I shall unbearden your cross | |
And in a way you' ll fell my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near |
zuò cí : Sakis | |
When you are sick | |
I' ll be the cure | |
For your sadness | |
I' ll be the laugh | |
When you cry | |
I' ll be the tear | |
The carmine one so full of fear | |
When you' re down | |
I' ll be the wings | |
That raise you higher and higher | |
When you' re blind | |
I' ll see for you | |
I' ll see through me | |
It' s strange but true | |
When you are sick | |
I' ll be the cure | |
For your sadness | |
I' ll be the laugh | |
When you cry | |
I' ll be the tear | |
The carmine one so full of fear | |
In a way I shall be unbearden your cross | |
And i a way you' ll feel my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near | |
When you are cold | |
I' ll be the fire | |
That keeps you warm cremates your dreams | |
When you sleep | |
I am in your dreams | |
Within your soul and watch your sin | |
In a way I shall be unbearden your cross | |
And i a way you' ll feel my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near | |
When you' re in doubt | |
I' ll be with you | |
I' ve barely fought since | |
I first saw you | |
When you' re weak | |
I' ll give you will | |
The shelter you seek sound to feel | |
When you hurt | |
I' ll be the pain | |
The sweet and last that falls with rain | |
And when you die in your pale hands | |
I will lurk and | |
I will stand | |
In a way I shall unbearden your cross | |
And in a way you' ll fell my pleasure | |
When I touch you my instant fear | |
When I am you | |
I feel my death is near |