Song | Morealis |
Artist | The Silk Demise |
Album | The Silk Demise |
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[00:00.00] | 作曲 : Litshauer, Zielinski |
[00:53.80] | One night at her bedside she will lie awake |
[00:56.36] | With thoughts through her head and plans for her fate |
[00:59.11] | To reach through her madness would paint her face white |
[01:01.64] | And deliver her pain with punishing might |
[01:04.40] | It swallows her whole as if some sort of beast |
[01:06.96] | With nothing to hide her soul is it's feast |
[01:09.58] | No margin for error no second to waste |
[01:11.73] | |
[01:12.31] | The dream she is placed in reminds her of hate |
[01:14.93] | This body she's trapped in can bear no escape |
[01:17.54] | Like horrors and demons there's a mask on her face |
[01:20.41] | While tragic and sadness await by her side |
[01:22.98] | The effortless sleep will be her ultimate ride |
[01:25.16] | |
[01:25.68] | The stage is now set she is ready to go |
[01:28.32] | And only seconds remain until the start of her show |
[01:31.00] | The wait is so lonesome so desperately dry |
[01:33.66] | That her eyes will go red and will soon start to cry |
[01:36.13] | |
[02:29.85] | While tragic and sadness await by her side |
[02:32.36] | The effortless sleep will be her ultimate ride |
[02:34.94] | The stage is now set she is ready to go |
[02:37.39] | And only seconds remain until the start of her show |
[02:39.83] | |
[02:40.37] | The wait is so lonesome so desperately dry |
[02:42.91] | That her eyes will go red and will soon start to cry |
[02:45.66] | This waiting impatience can drive her to madness |
[02:48.19] | The only thing keeping her is unbroken sadness |
[02:51.03] | So with one mournful cry she cries out for him |
[02:53.53] | But nothing is heard and things become dim |
[02:55.64] | |
[02:56.19] | Her eyes are now closing now ready for sleep |
[02:58.37] | |
[02:58.88] | Her prayers have been answered she'll no longer weep |
[03:01.29] |
ti: Morealis | |
ar: The Silk Demise | |
al: The Silk Demise | |
offset: 0 | |
[00:00.00] | zuo qu : Litshauer, Zielinski |
[00:53.80] | One night at her bedside she will lie awake |
[00:56.36] | With thoughts through her head and plans for her fate |
[00:59.11] | To reach through her madness would paint her face white |
[01:01.64] | And deliver her pain with punishing might |
[01:04.40] | It swallows her whole as if some sort of beast |
[01:06.96] | With nothing to hide her soul is it' s feast |
[01:09.58] | No margin for error no second to waste |
[01:11.73] | |
[01:12.31] | The dream she is placed in reminds her of hate |
[01:14.93] | This body she' s trapped in can bear no escape |
[01:17.54] | Like horrors and demons there' s a mask on her face |
[01:20.41] | While tragic and sadness await by her side |
[01:22.98] | The effortless sleep will be her ultimate ride |
[01:25.16] | |
[01:25.68] | The stage is now set she is ready to go |
[01:28.32] | And only seconds remain until the start of her show |
[01:31.00] | The wait is so lonesome so desperately dry |
[01:33.66] | That her eyes will go red and will soon start to cry |
[01:36.13] | |
[02:29.85] | While tragic and sadness await by her side |
[02:32.36] | The effortless sleep will be her ultimate ride |
[02:34.94] | The stage is now set she is ready to go |
[02:37.39] | And only seconds remain until the start of her show |
[02:39.83] | |
[02:40.37] | The wait is so lonesome so desperately dry |
[02:42.91] | That her eyes will go red and will soon start to cry |
[02:45.66] | This waiting impatience can drive her to madness |
[02:48.19] | The only thing keeping her is unbroken sadness |
[02:51.03] | So with one mournful cry she cries out for him |
[02:53.53] | But nothing is heard and things become dim |
[02:55.64] | |
[02:56.19] | Her eyes are now closing now ready for sleep |
[02:58.37] | |
[02:58.88] | Her prayers have been answered she' ll no longer weep |
[03:01.29] |
ti: Morealis | |
ar: The Silk Demise | |
al: The Silk Demise | |
offset: 0 | |
[00:00.00] | zuò qǔ : Litshauer, Zielinski |
[00:53.80] | One night at her bedside she will lie awake |
[00:56.36] | With thoughts through her head and plans for her fate |
[00:59.11] | To reach through her madness would paint her face white |
[01:01.64] | And deliver her pain with punishing might |
[01:04.40] | It swallows her whole as if some sort of beast |
[01:06.96] | With nothing to hide her soul is it' s feast |
[01:09.58] | No margin for error no second to waste |
[01:11.73] | |
[01:12.31] | The dream she is placed in reminds her of hate |
[01:14.93] | This body she' s trapped in can bear no escape |
[01:17.54] | Like horrors and demons there' s a mask on her face |
[01:20.41] | While tragic and sadness await by her side |
[01:22.98] | The effortless sleep will be her ultimate ride |
[01:25.16] | |
[01:25.68] | The stage is now set she is ready to go |
[01:28.32] | And only seconds remain until the start of her show |
[01:31.00] | The wait is so lonesome so desperately dry |
[01:33.66] | That her eyes will go red and will soon start to cry |
[01:36.13] | |
[02:29.85] | While tragic and sadness await by her side |
[02:32.36] | The effortless sleep will be her ultimate ride |
[02:34.94] | The stage is now set she is ready to go |
[02:37.39] | And only seconds remain until the start of her show |
[02:39.83] | |
[02:40.37] | The wait is so lonesome so desperately dry |
[02:42.91] | That her eyes will go red and will soon start to cry |
[02:45.66] | This waiting impatience can drive her to madness |
[02:48.19] | The only thing keeping her is unbroken sadness |
[02:51.03] | So with one mournful cry she cries out for him |
[02:53.53] | But nothing is heard and things become dim |
[02:55.64] | |
[02:56.19] | Her eyes are now closing now ready for sleep |
[02:58.37] | |
[02:58.88] | Her prayers have been answered she' ll no longer weep |
[03:01.29] |