Not Dead But Dying Lyrics
| Song | Not Dead But Dying |
| Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
| Album | Todeswunsch |
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| 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea | |
| 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea | |
| Take my hand in the old ' | |
| Theatre Of | |
| Seven Hells', a ferry that bowed its wings, we call | |
| Her: 'Moon by | |
| Day'. Life - a book of painful tongue that hurts our ears. | |
| Flowers of the end, their seed shall grow. | |
| Your breath shall be my coat, the underworld is, oh, so cold. | |
| The dead don't feel chill, but please, hold me warm. | |
| The aweful night has gone; what lay before... we can't remember. | |
| Even Morpheus has drowned in the lament of his own weeping shadow... |
| zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| Take my hand in the old ' | |
| Theatre Of | |
| Seven Hells', a ferry that bowed its wings, we call | |
| Her: ' Moon by | |
| Day'. Life a book of painful tongue that hurts our ears. | |
| Flowers of the end, their seed shall grow. | |
| Your breath shall be my coat, the underworld is, oh, so cold. | |
| The dead don' t feel chill, but please, hold me warm. | |
| The aweful night has gone what lay before... we can' t remember. | |
| Even Morpheus has drowned in the lament of his own weeping shadow... |
| zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea | |
| Take my hand in the old ' | |
| Theatre Of | |
| Seven Hells', a ferry that bowed its wings, we call | |
| Her: ' Moon by | |
| Day'. Life a book of painful tongue that hurts our ears. | |
| Flowers of the end, their seed shall grow. | |
| Your breath shall be my coat, the underworld is, oh, so cold. | |
| The dead don' t feel chill, but please, hold me warm. | |
| The aweful night has gone what lay before... we can' t remember. | |
| Even Morpheus has drowned in the lament of his own weeping shadow... |
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