Song | The Dying Illusion |
Artist | Candlemass |
Album | Doomology |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Edlin | |
From the bottom of the pit of nightmares she will come | |
From the dungeons of insanity to haunt the wicked mind | |
A crooked finger points, a spell is cast, words can kill | |
A weaver of the web of tears, a daughter of the dark | |
Oh, the moon is so cold | |
See the grace of her presence | |
Giving you the poisoned apple, beauty or beast | |
Dancing naked in the rain with eyes that cannot see | |
Calling demons that have not spoken in a thousand years | |
Old sad eyes of wisdom tell of dreams we can't reach | |
When the moon is so cold | |
When the air breathes of evil | |
And the black skies will burn | |
See her shadow is rising | |
The dying illusion | |
The loss of a friend | |
The dying illusion | |
Please come back again | |
The hideous smile of the Devil's child will tease you to believe | |
A forbidding shape witch or virgin - over a sinister moon | |
Fatal grace that blinds and binds, assaults and astounds | |
From the cradle of eternity to the fears of modern man | |
When the moon is so cold | |
When the air breathes of evil | |
And the black skies will burn | |
See her shadow is rising | |
The dying illusion | |
The loss of a friend | |
The dying illusion | |
Please come back again |
zuo ci : Edlin | |
From the bottom of the pit of nightmares she will come | |
From the dungeons of insanity to haunt the wicked mind | |
A crooked finger points, a spell is cast, words can kill | |
A weaver of the web of tears, a daughter of the dark | |
Oh, the moon is so cold | |
See the grace of her presence | |
Giving you the poisoned apple, beauty or beast | |
Dancing naked in the rain with eyes that cannot see | |
Calling demons that have not spoken in a thousand years | |
Old sad eyes of wisdom tell of dreams we can' t reach | |
When the moon is so cold | |
When the air breathes of evil | |
And the black skies will burn | |
See her shadow is rising | |
The dying illusion | |
The loss of a friend | |
The dying illusion | |
Please come back again | |
The hideous smile of the Devil' s child will tease you to believe | |
A forbidding shape witch or virgin over a sinister moon | |
Fatal grace that blinds and binds, assaults and astounds | |
From the cradle of eternity to the fears of modern man | |
When the moon is so cold | |
When the air breathes of evil | |
And the black skies will burn | |
See her shadow is rising | |
The dying illusion | |
The loss of a friend | |
The dying illusion | |
Please come back again |
zuò cí : Edlin | |
From the bottom of the pit of nightmares she will come | |
From the dungeons of insanity to haunt the wicked mind | |
A crooked finger points, a spell is cast, words can kill | |
A weaver of the web of tears, a daughter of the dark | |
Oh, the moon is so cold | |
See the grace of her presence | |
Giving you the poisoned apple, beauty or beast | |
Dancing naked in the rain with eyes that cannot see | |
Calling demons that have not spoken in a thousand years | |
Old sad eyes of wisdom tell of dreams we can' t reach | |
When the moon is so cold | |
When the air breathes of evil | |
And the black skies will burn | |
See her shadow is rising | |
The dying illusion | |
The loss of a friend | |
The dying illusion | |
Please come back again | |
The hideous smile of the Devil' s child will tease you to believe | |
A forbidding shape witch or virgin over a sinister moon | |
Fatal grace that blinds and binds, assaults and astounds | |
From the cradle of eternity to the fears of modern man | |
When the moon is so cold | |
When the air breathes of evil | |
And the black skies will burn | |
See her shadow is rising | |
The dying illusion | |
The loss of a friend | |
The dying illusion | |
Please come back again |