Song | Under the Autumn Tree |
Artist | Deinonychus |
Album | The Silence of December |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Odin | |
It was on a late rainy night, many years ago | |
I was born under the autumn tree of | |
November My hans were so little and my eyes so small | |
Years have passed by and still i do not know | |
What happened, what became of that infant | |
That laid in a cradle of | |
October leaves | |
As i look inside my inner cosmos, and open the door … | |
To my soul i can see the battle that rages | |
Look at the flowers that died, the feeble words | |
Of this sick humanity that wants to take my pride | |
Then there was that voice in the land of dreams | |
Who told me that i am the pillar of a new era | |
The more i wrote, the more i read, the more i thought | |
Every piece of my dreamland became that much clearer | |
From that day forward, i knew who i was... | |
Stand for me... | |
Bow for me... | |
Bleed for me... | |
Pray for me... | |
I still remember the pain | |
The wounds…still remain | |
I crowned myself immortal | |
My path to glory shall be endless | |
I rule the dead... | |
I rule my life... | |
I rule your life... | |
I rule over the red... | |
As the night swallowed my soul | |
I felt the power i behold | |
No one stands up to me anymore | |
I gave my hand in a salute to death... |
zuo qu : Odin | |
It was on a late rainy night, many years ago | |
I was born under the autumn tree of | |
November My hans were so little and my eyes so small | |
Years have passed by and still i do not know | |
What happened, what became of that infant | |
That laid in a cradle of | |
October leaves | |
As i look inside my inner cosmos, and open the door | |
To my soul i can see the battle that rages | |
Look at the flowers that died, the feeble words | |
Of this sick humanity that wants to take my pride | |
Then there was that voice in the land of dreams | |
Who told me that i am the pillar of a new era | |
The more i wrote, the more i read, the more i thought | |
Every piece of my dreamland became that much clearer | |
From that day forward, i knew who i was... | |
Stand for me... | |
Bow for me... | |
Bleed for me... | |
Pray for me... | |
I still remember the pain | |
The wounds still remain | |
I crowned myself immortal | |
My path to glory shall be endless | |
I rule the dead... | |
I rule my life... | |
I rule your life... | |
I rule over the red... | |
As the night swallowed my soul | |
I felt the power i behold | |
No one stands up to me anymore | |
I gave my hand in a salute to death... |
zuò qǔ : Odin | |
It was on a late rainy night, many years ago | |
I was born under the autumn tree of | |
November My hans were so little and my eyes so small | |
Years have passed by and still i do not know | |
What happened, what became of that infant | |
That laid in a cradle of | |
October leaves | |
As i look inside my inner cosmos, and open the door | |
To my soul i can see the battle that rages | |
Look at the flowers that died, the feeble words | |
Of this sick humanity that wants to take my pride | |
Then there was that voice in the land of dreams | |
Who told me that i am the pillar of a new era | |
The more i wrote, the more i read, the more i thought | |
Every piece of my dreamland became that much clearer | |
From that day forward, i knew who i was... | |
Stand for me... | |
Bow for me... | |
Bleed for me... | |
Pray for me... | |
I still remember the pain | |
The wounds still remain | |
I crowned myself immortal | |
My path to glory shall be endless | |
I rule the dead... | |
I rule my life... | |
I rule your life... | |
I rule over the red... | |
As the night swallowed my soul | |
I felt the power i behold | |
No one stands up to me anymore | |
I gave my hand in a salute to death... |