Song | I Have to Die, Goodbye |
Artist | Lillian Axe |
Album | Waters Rising |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Blaze | |
Angels come to earn their wings | |
Shield me from the pain | |
I hold so tight | |
They seem so invisible | |
The blind can't read without their light | |
And then the darkness came | |
And cluttered up my kindness game | |
Well everyone said, “ | |
Keep a smile | |
And sweep your hurt beneath the tile and bow to me” | |
YeahClipped of wings and forced to fly | |
All my trust naive weighs me down, down | |
Like a child deflected sight | |
Deaf ears can't hear the killing sounds | |
Robbed of all my sanity the norm was mediocrity | |
And wise men fell from pedestals | |
The weak made goblets from their skulls | |
And came for me | |
Now, before | |
I go, I'll let you know a secret | |
Then maybe you will understand | |
Staring deep into your soul | |
A thought could make the torture go | |
But it seems love never can | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
I lost my faith so long ago | |
The worthy come, the worthy go to sleep | |
Resting far beyond the lies they keep | |
On my tongue a thousand tears | |
A burning hate that reappears in me | |
YeahSo now you turn to me, my friend | |
To try to make me heed my own words | |
It doesn't work that way | |
It comes my time, reach ladders | |
I can't climb | |
I'll take another way | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
Yeah, ohAngels come to earn their wings | |
Where were they when | |
I thought | |
I could fly? | |
But they remain invisible | |
Wonder why we lose our will to fight | |
Still now the darkness comes | |
We close the shades, avoid being numb | |
But through the cracks beneath the door | |
It finds a way, become its whore | |
So lay with me, away with me | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye |
zuo qu : Blaze | |
Angels come to earn their wings | |
Shield me from the pain | |
I hold so tight | |
They seem so invisible | |
The blind can' t read without their light | |
And then the darkness came | |
And cluttered up my kindness game | |
Well everyone said, " | |
Keep a smile | |
And sweep your hurt beneath the tile and bow to me" | |
YeahClipped of wings and forced to fly | |
All my trust naive weighs me down, down | |
Like a child deflected sight | |
Deaf ears can' t hear the killing sounds | |
Robbed of all my sanity the norm was mediocrity | |
And wise men fell from pedestals | |
The weak made goblets from their skulls | |
And came for me | |
Now, before | |
I go, I' ll let you know a secret | |
Then maybe you will understand | |
Staring deep into your soul | |
A thought could make the torture go | |
But it seems love never can | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
I lost my faith so long ago | |
The worthy come, the worthy go to sleep | |
Resting far beyond the lies they keep | |
On my tongue a thousand tears | |
A burning hate that reappears in me | |
YeahSo now you turn to me, my friend | |
To try to make me heed my own words | |
It doesn' t work that way | |
It comes my time, reach ladders | |
I can' t climb | |
I' ll take another way | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
Yeah, ohAngels come to earn their wings | |
Where were they when | |
I thought | |
I could fly? | |
But they remain invisible | |
Wonder why we lose our will to fight | |
Still now the darkness comes | |
We close the shades, avoid being numb | |
But through the cracks beneath the door | |
It finds a way, become its whore | |
So lay with me, away with me | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye |
zuò qǔ : Blaze | |
Angels come to earn their wings | |
Shield me from the pain | |
I hold so tight | |
They seem so invisible | |
The blind can' t read without their light | |
And then the darkness came | |
And cluttered up my kindness game | |
Well everyone said, " | |
Keep a smile | |
And sweep your hurt beneath the tile and bow to me" | |
YeahClipped of wings and forced to fly | |
All my trust naive weighs me down, down | |
Like a child deflected sight | |
Deaf ears can' t hear the killing sounds | |
Robbed of all my sanity the norm was mediocrity | |
And wise men fell from pedestals | |
The weak made goblets from their skulls | |
And came for me | |
Now, before | |
I go, I' ll let you know a secret | |
Then maybe you will understand | |
Staring deep into your soul | |
A thought could make the torture go | |
But it seems love never can | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
I lost my faith so long ago | |
The worthy come, the worthy go to sleep | |
Resting far beyond the lies they keep | |
On my tongue a thousand tears | |
A burning hate that reappears in me | |
YeahSo now you turn to me, my friend | |
To try to make me heed my own words | |
It doesn' t work that way | |
It comes my time, reach ladders | |
I can' t climb | |
I' ll take another way | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
Yeah, ohAngels come to earn their wings | |
Where were they when | |
I thought | |
I could fly? | |
But they remain invisible | |
Wonder why we lose our will to fight | |
Still now the darkness comes | |
We close the shades, avoid being numb | |
But through the cracks beneath the door | |
It finds a way, become its whore | |
So lay with me, away with me | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye | |
Free, roll out to the sea | |
Martyr out of me as | |
I sail crucified | |
Bleed, taking of my seed | |
Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
I have to die, goodbye |