Song | Bitter Ashes |
Artist | Nox Arcana |
Album | Blood Of Angels |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Standing here, | |
In the dust of dreams. | |
I can’t recall my name, | |
Whispered voices calling… | |
Standing here, | |
On the darkened street. | |
Half-remembered years, | |
Swirl like bitter ashes. | |
Standing here on the dust-strewn streets, | |
All my memories are just bitter ashes. | |
Day and night, searching empty dreams, | |
In the end we find only bitter ashes! | |
Standing here, | |
Stripped of everything. | |
I have lost my faith, | |
It’s all bitter ashes. | |
Standing here, | |
As the waters rise. | |
All my memories, | |
Swirling down the gutter. | |
Standing here on the dust-strewn streets, | |
All my memories are just bitter ashes. | |
Day and night, searching empty dreams, | |
In the end we find only bitter ashes! | |
Where are we going now? | |
What will become of us? | |
What does the future hold? | |
Have you forsaken us? | |
Where are we going now? | |
What will become of us? | |
What does the future hold? | |
Have you forsaken us? | |
Standing here, | |
in the Vieux Carré. | |
Can you hear my voice? | |
I’m just shadows falling… |
Standing here, | |
In the dust of dreams. | |
I can' t recall my name, | |
Whispered voices calling | |
Standing here, | |
On the darkened street. | |
Halfremembered years, | |
Swirl like bitter ashes. | |
Standing here on the duststrewn streets, | |
All my memories are just bitter ashes. | |
Day and night, searching empty dreams, | |
In the end we find only bitter ashes! | |
Standing here, | |
Stripped of everything. | |
I have lost my faith, | |
It' s all bitter ashes. | |
Standing here, | |
As the waters rise. | |
All my memories, | |
Swirling down the gutter. | |
Standing here on the duststrewn streets, | |
All my memories are just bitter ashes. | |
Day and night, searching empty dreams, | |
In the end we find only bitter ashes! | |
Where are we going now? | |
What will become of us? | |
What does the future hold? | |
Have you forsaken us? | |
Where are we going now? | |
What will become of us? | |
What does the future hold? | |
Have you forsaken us? | |
Standing here, | |
in the Vieux Carre. | |
Can you hear my voice? | |
I' m just shadows falling |
Standing here, | |
In the dust of dreams. | |
I can' t recall my name, | |
Whispered voices calling | |
Standing here, | |
On the darkened street. | |
Halfremembered years, | |
Swirl like bitter ashes. | |
Standing here on the duststrewn streets, | |
All my memories are just bitter ashes. | |
Day and night, searching empty dreams, | |
In the end we find only bitter ashes! | |
Standing here, | |
Stripped of everything. | |
I have lost my faith, | |
It' s all bitter ashes. | |
Standing here, | |
As the waters rise. | |
All my memories, | |
Swirling down the gutter. | |
Standing here on the duststrewn streets, | |
All my memories are just bitter ashes. | |
Day and night, searching empty dreams, | |
In the end we find only bitter ashes! | |
Where are we going now? | |
What will become of us? | |
What does the future hold? | |
Have you forsaken us? | |
Where are we going now? | |
What will become of us? | |
What does the future hold? | |
Have you forsaken us? | |
Standing here, | |
in the Vieux Carré. | |
Can you hear my voice? | |
I' m just shadows falling |