Song | Sopor Fratrem Mortis Est |
Artist | Sopor Æternus & the Ensemble of Shadows |
Album | Es Reiten Die Toten So Schnell(Demo) |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
[00:01.00] | 作词 : Anna-Varney Cantodea |
[00:25.54] | Kiss the corpse |
[00:27.44] | The blessed sigh |
[00:30.08] | Enter the garden of the night |
[00:35.39] | Shed a tear,suspended in fear |
[00:40.72] | Every soul is starving here |
[00:44.98] | |
[00:56.22] | The silence of the graves is not silent at all |
[01:07.07] | Millions of the dead |
[01:10.33] | -are crying in their graves |
[01:17.03] | But no-one can hear them |
[01:22.09] | No-one ever hears |
[01:27.21] | No-one can hear them |
[01:31.31] | Except for the dead themselves |
[01:37.81] | We can't die |
[01:39.28] | No we can't die |
[01:41.36] | It doesn't even matter if we try |
[01:46.33] | We fear/hate the living |
[01:49.01] | We shun the light |
[01:51.50] | Our beloved tombs keep us sheltered inside |
[01:57.18] | |
[02:01.28] | Sleep |
[02:03.27] | Sleep is the brother of death |
[02:10.13] | So lie down beside this skeleton |
[02:16.41] | In the coldness of the grave |
[02:21.02] | Let the embrace of his dead arms |
[02:25.85] | Keep you all save and sound |
[02:30.92] | Buried in slumber |
[02:33.55] | Silently |
[02:35.78] | Forever beneath the ground |
[02:40.94] | Stalk "The night" |
[02:43.19] | If that's your wish |
[02:45.61] | With your foolish garlic-chain and crucifix |
[02:49.80] | Yet, if you find our graves |
[02:54.09] | We won't be there |
[02:55.97] | There are thousands of places left for our despair |
[03:04.05] | And every night |
[03:10.17] | It's the same again |
[03:15.74] | "The feast of Blood is about to begin!" |
[03:25.85] | We are wretched pathetic |
[03:30.97] | The flickering souls |
[03:34.20] | But staging our pain is all part of the whole |
[03:46.18] | And when all lights are fading |
[03:50.47] | Leaving but a fleeting glow |
[03:55.36] | Then after far too many years |
[04:00.43] | It's time for us to go |
[04:04.62] | |
[04:28.17] | Kiss the corpse |
[04:29.68] | The blessed sigh |
[04:32.22] | Walk in the garden of the night |
[04:36.82] | Shed a tear, suspended in fear |
[04:41.42] | Cause every soul is starving here |
[04:46.21] | Hold the carcass, sweetest lie |
[04:50.36] | Bury the body you chose to deny |
[04:55.16] | Shed a tear |
[04:56.77] | Suspended in fear |
[04:59.31] | Every soul is starving here |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
[00:01.00] | zuo ci : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
[00:25.54] | Kiss the corpse |
[00:27.44] | The blessed sigh |
[00:30.08] | Enter the garden of the night |
[00:35.39] | Shed a tear, suspended in fear |
[00:40.72] | Every soul is starving here |
[00:44.98] | |
[00:56.22] | The silence of the graves is not silent at all |
[01:07.07] | Millions of the dead |
[01:10.33] | are crying in their graves |
[01:17.03] | But noone can hear them |
[01:22.09] | Noone ever hears |
[01:27.21] | Noone can hear them |
[01:31.31] | Except for the dead themselves |
[01:37.81] | We can' t die |
[01:39.28] | No we can' t die |
[01:41.36] | It doesn' t even matter if we try |
[01:46.33] | We fear hate the living |
[01:49.01] | We shun the light |
[01:51.50] | Our beloved tombs keep us sheltered inside |
[01:57.18] | |
[02:01.28] | Sleep |
[02:03.27] | Sleep is the brother of death |
[02:10.13] | So lie down beside this skeleton |
[02:16.41] | In the coldness of the grave |
[02:21.02] | Let the embrace of his dead arms |
[02:25.85] | Keep you all save and sound |
[02:30.92] | Buried in slumber |
[02:33.55] | Silently |
[02:35.78] | Forever beneath the ground |
[02:40.94] | Stalk " The night" |
[02:43.19] | If that' s your wish |
[02:45.61] | With your foolish garlicchain and crucifix |
[02:49.80] | Yet, if you find our graves |
[02:54.09] | We won' t be there |
[02:55.97] | There are thousands of places left for our despair |
[03:04.05] | And every night |
[03:10.17] | It' s the same again |
[03:15.74] | " The feast of Blood is about to begin!" |
[03:25.85] | We are wretched pathetic |
[03:30.97] | The flickering souls |
[03:34.20] | But staging our pain is all part of the whole |
[03:46.18] | And when all lights are fading |
[03:50.47] | Leaving but a fleeting glow |
[03:55.36] | Then after far too many years |
[04:00.43] | It' s time for us to go |
[04:04.62] | |
[04:28.17] | Kiss the corpse |
[04:29.68] | The blessed sigh |
[04:32.22] | Walk in the garden of the night |
[04:36.82] | Shed a tear, suspended in fear |
[04:41.42] | Cause every soul is starving here |
[04:46.21] | Hold the carcass, sweetest lie |
[04:50.36] | Bury the body you chose to deny |
[04:55.16] | Shed a tear |
[04:56.77] | Suspended in fear |
[04:59.31] | Every soul is starving here |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
[00:01.00] | zuò cí : AnnaVarney Cantodea |
[00:25.54] | Kiss the corpse |
[00:27.44] | The blessed sigh |
[00:30.08] | Enter the garden of the night |
[00:35.39] | Shed a tear, suspended in fear |
[00:40.72] | Every soul is starving here |
[00:44.98] | |
[00:56.22] | The silence of the graves is not silent at all |
[01:07.07] | Millions of the dead |
[01:10.33] | are crying in their graves |
[01:17.03] | But noone can hear them |
[01:22.09] | Noone ever hears |
[01:27.21] | Noone can hear them |
[01:31.31] | Except for the dead themselves |
[01:37.81] | We can' t die |
[01:39.28] | No we can' t die |
[01:41.36] | It doesn' t even matter if we try |
[01:46.33] | We fear hate the living |
[01:49.01] | We shun the light |
[01:51.50] | Our beloved tombs keep us sheltered inside |
[01:57.18] | |
[02:01.28] | Sleep |
[02:03.27] | Sleep is the brother of death |
[02:10.13] | So lie down beside this skeleton |
[02:16.41] | In the coldness of the grave |
[02:21.02] | Let the embrace of his dead arms |
[02:25.85] | Keep you all save and sound |
[02:30.92] | Buried in slumber |
[02:33.55] | Silently |
[02:35.78] | Forever beneath the ground |
[02:40.94] | Stalk " The night" |
[02:43.19] | If that' s your wish |
[02:45.61] | With your foolish garlicchain and crucifix |
[02:49.80] | Yet, if you find our graves |
[02:54.09] | We won' t be there |
[02:55.97] | There are thousands of places left for our despair |
[03:04.05] | And every night |
[03:10.17] | It' s the same again |
[03:15.74] | " The feast of Blood is about to begin!" |
[03:25.85] | We are wretched pathetic |
[03:30.97] | The flickering souls |
[03:34.20] | But staging our pain is all part of the whole |
[03:46.18] | And when all lights are fading |
[03:50.47] | Leaving but a fleeting glow |
[03:55.36] | Then after far too many years |
[04:00.43] | It' s time for us to go |
[04:04.62] | |
[04:28.17] | Kiss the corpse |
[04:29.68] | The blessed sigh |
[04:32.22] | Walk in the garden of the night |
[04:36.82] | Shed a tear, suspended in fear |
[04:41.42] | Cause every soul is starving here |
[04:46.21] | Hold the carcass, sweetest lie |
[04:50.36] | Bury the body you chose to deny |
[04:55.16] | Shed a tear |
[04:56.77] | Suspended in fear |
[04:59.31] | Every soul is starving here |