Angstridden

	作词 : Wongraven
	Born into a field of flowers, to slowly wilt away
	Sheltered by wings, delicately smothered by blindness
	Ridden by the clawed hoofs of tyrants
	Released among the wolves, thus molded by resistance
	The fruit of other worlds, but grown by lonliness
	Concealing a black soul, and but sensing the beyond
	Uniquely grown from within
	Shimmered by a darker night, but left to solitude
	How can one disclose a darkner night,
	Or evidence the suffering,by worldly gauge?if one but rests?
	Like a warring sun, from a better kingdom
	Or comprehend the long-drawn agony
	Beautiful, free, of different steel!
	When pain and evil never trod one down
	Dearly prized, and equally broken
	He should have gone free of you!
	An emotion tumour, gnaws from inside
	Of heartless, spineless treason
	The darkest night now weaves its loom
	Soon to release its spawn

	zuò cí : Wongraven
	Born into a field of flowers, to slowly wilt away
	Sheltered by wings, delicately smothered by blindness
	Ridden by the clawed hoofs of tyrants
	Released among the wolves, thus molded by resistance
	The fruit of other worlds, but grown by lonliness
	Concealing a black soul, and but sensing the beyond
	Uniquely grown from within
	Shimmered by a darker night, but left to solitude
	How can one disclose a darkner night,
	Or evidence the suffering, by worldly gauge? if one but rests?
	Like a warring sun, from a better kingdom
	Or comprehend the longdrawn agony
	Beautiful, free, of different steel!
	When pain and evil never trod one down
	Dearly prized, and equally broken
	He should have gone free of you!
	An emotion tumour, gnaws from inside
	Of heartless, spineless treason
	The darkest night now weaves its loom
	Soon to release its spawn