Song | Seraphim Is Dead |
Artist | Secrets of the Moon |
Album | Antithesis |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Secrets Of The Moon, SG | |
She can see him | |
Climbing the walls | |
So slow | |
So everlasting | |
His vow is forever | |
Seraphim lives | |
An angel burns metres high | |
An angel in a shape of a man | |
An angel flawless in appearance | |
Choked in the fires of a new sun | |
He touched my mouth with fervent coal | |
No guilt, no sin | |
He touched my mouth with fervent coal | |
You're calling me | |
To the ground | |
Crucify the ego | |
Let the senses randomize | |
The sheep must be long dead now | |
They are alone | |
We are eternal | |
No one else will ever be | |
The pazuzu of the west | |
The dissonance in words | |
Seraphim is dead | |
Seraphim is dead | |
If he's really here | |
You should have seen him | |
Behind these walls | |
You can see through | |
You can raise a temple in seconds |
zuo qu : Secrets Of The Moon, SG | |
She can see him | |
Climbing the walls | |
So slow | |
So everlasting | |
His vow is forever | |
Seraphim lives | |
An angel burns metres high | |
An angel in a shape of a man | |
An angel flawless in appearance | |
Choked in the fires of a new sun | |
He touched my mouth with fervent coal | |
No guilt, no sin | |
He touched my mouth with fervent coal | |
You' re calling me | |
To the ground | |
Crucify the ego | |
Let the senses randomize | |
The sheep must be long dead now | |
They are alone | |
We are eternal | |
No one else will ever be | |
The pazuzu of the west | |
The dissonance in words | |
Seraphim is dead | |
Seraphim is dead | |
If he' s really here | |
You should have seen him | |
Behind these walls | |
You can see through | |
You can raise a temple in seconds |
zuò qǔ : Secrets Of The Moon, SG | |
She can see him | |
Climbing the walls | |
So slow | |
So everlasting | |
His vow is forever | |
Seraphim lives | |
An angel burns metres high | |
An angel in a shape of a man | |
An angel flawless in appearance | |
Choked in the fires of a new sun | |
He touched my mouth with fervent coal | |
No guilt, no sin | |
He touched my mouth with fervent coal | |
You' re calling me | |
To the ground | |
Crucify the ego | |
Let the senses randomize | |
The sheep must be long dead now | |
They are alone | |
We are eternal | |
No one else will ever be | |
The pazuzu of the west | |
The dissonance in words | |
Seraphim is dead | |
Seraphim is dead | |
If he' s really here | |
You should have seen him | |
Behind these walls | |
You can see through | |
You can raise a temple in seconds |