| Song | Angel Of Solitude |
| Artist | Alias |
| Album | The Other Side Of The Looking Glass |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Alias | |
| I arrive on a breath of velvet wind | |
| Begin, enter darkness unseen by those who haven't sinned | |
| Slowly step in time with raindrops pelting the earth and soil | |
| Quietness to calm the turmoil | |
| Slipping into darkness, different than Mr. Lewis | |
| I hear "Who's this | |
| Walking across my lawn?" | |
| My workday begins at breaking dawn | |
| With each revolution around that star | |
| How will these souls know me | |
| When they don't even know who they are? | |
| I'm the one who eases blood pressure and eliminates stress | |
| Yet doctors work against me | |
| And even though they (tried the best one?) | |
| Rest assured that I'll inevitably triumph over their attempts | |
| It's feeble | |
| Cause they don't understand that their temps have one day been granted | |
| What they've planted will remain, it's a cycle | |
| Just like the rain I step in time with today | |
| It falls with the sole purpose of washing all your tears away | |
| [Verse 2: Alias] | |
| As I stroll silently amongst the shadows | |
| I see that I'm between nothingness and eternity | |
| I'm the last one you see before your journey | |
| And the one who releases answers to your uncertainty | |
| Some wish to seek shelter from the rain | |
| Thinking they would be avoided by me and my glances inside their brain | |
| Look past (hail) thoughts and the occasional tumor | |
| To understand how you truly feel | |
| How will I approach this case? | |
| Thought to self: | |
| Look on face for any signs of anxiousness | |
| Unhappy with life style i.e. armloads of thanklessness | |
| And it is this that gives me my direction | |
| Of what they seek | |
| My open arms of protection | |
| Are waiting for the innocent and meek | |
| To come towards me and say, | |
| "Let me hear your voice" | |
| At that point there's no looking back | |
| This is when your soul comes undone | |
| And you and your creator once again become one | |
| For I will talk about how they have led a fulfilling life, in fact | |
| That's when they react | |
| With a deep exhale | |
| Close their eyes, then turn pale | |
| Brief, for I've taken their hand | |
| And taken them through their life | |
| In a three-second span | |
| Decisions, decisions | |
| Should I stay or should I go? | |
| Coming with me right now would mean... | |
| Absolutely nothing (at all/atoll/a toll?) | |
| But if they stay to clean up messes | |
| We'll have to sit and tell them | |
| That today's dreams are tomorrow's successes | |
| But you still have time | |
| Buy your toys, make the most of it | |
| Until I return for your departure | |
| Or until my voice becomes clear to start your | |
| Journey | |
| Into... solitude |
| zuo qu : Alias | |
| I arrive on a breath of velvet wind | |
| Begin, enter darkness unseen by those who haven' t sinned | |
| Slowly step in time with raindrops pelting the earth and soil | |
| Quietness to calm the turmoil | |
| Slipping into darkness, different than Mr. Lewis | |
| I hear " Who' s this | |
| Walking across my lawn?" | |
| My workday begins at breaking dawn | |
| With each revolution around that star | |
| How will these souls know me | |
| When they don' t even know who they are? | |
| I' m the one who eases blood pressure and eliminates stress | |
| Yet doctors work against me | |
| And even though they tried the best one? | |
| Rest assured that I' ll inevitably triumph over their attempts | |
| It' s feeble | |
| Cause they don' t understand that their temps have one day been granted | |
| What they' ve planted will remain, it' s a cycle | |
| Just like the rain I step in time with today | |
| It falls with the sole purpose of washing all your tears away | |
| Verse 2: Alias | |
| As I stroll silently amongst the shadows | |
| I see that I' m between nothingness and eternity | |
| I' m the last one you see before your journey | |
| And the one who releases answers to your uncertainty | |
| Some wish to seek shelter from the rain | |
| Thinking they would be avoided by me and my glances inside their brain | |
| Look past hail thoughts and the occasional tumor | |
| To understand how you truly feel | |
| How will I approach this case? | |
| Thought to self: | |
| Look on face for any signs of anxiousness | |
| Unhappy with life style i. e. armloads of thanklessness | |
| And it is this that gives me my direction | |
| Of what they seek | |
| My open arms of protection | |
| Are waiting for the innocent and meek | |
| To come towards me and say, | |
| " Let me hear your voice" | |
| At that point there' s no looking back | |
| This is when your soul comes undone | |
| And you and your creator once again become one | |
| For I will talk about how they have led a fulfilling life, in fact | |
| That' s when they react | |
| With a deep exhale | |
| Close their eyes, then turn pale | |
| Brief, for I' ve taken their hand | |
| And taken them through their life | |
| In a threesecond span | |
| Decisions, decisions | |
| Should I stay or should I go? | |
| Coming with me right now would mean... | |
| Absolutely nothing at all atoll a toll? | |
| But if they stay to clean up messes | |
| We' ll have to sit and tell them | |
| That today' s dreams are tomorrow' s successes | |
| But you still have time | |
| Buy your toys, make the most of it | |
| Until I return for your departure | |
| Or until my voice becomes clear to start your | |
| Journey | |
| Into... solitude |
| zuò qǔ : Alias | |
| I arrive on a breath of velvet wind | |
| Begin, enter darkness unseen by those who haven' t sinned | |
| Slowly step in time with raindrops pelting the earth and soil | |
| Quietness to calm the turmoil | |
| Slipping into darkness, different than Mr. Lewis | |
| I hear " Who' s this | |
| Walking across my lawn?" | |
| My workday begins at breaking dawn | |
| With each revolution around that star | |
| How will these souls know me | |
| When they don' t even know who they are? | |
| I' m the one who eases blood pressure and eliminates stress | |
| Yet doctors work against me | |
| And even though they tried the best one? | |
| Rest assured that I' ll inevitably triumph over their attempts | |
| It' s feeble | |
| Cause they don' t understand that their temps have one day been granted | |
| What they' ve planted will remain, it' s a cycle | |
| Just like the rain I step in time with today | |
| It falls with the sole purpose of washing all your tears away | |
| Verse 2: Alias | |
| As I stroll silently amongst the shadows | |
| I see that I' m between nothingness and eternity | |
| I' m the last one you see before your journey | |
| And the one who releases answers to your uncertainty | |
| Some wish to seek shelter from the rain | |
| Thinking they would be avoided by me and my glances inside their brain | |
| Look past hail thoughts and the occasional tumor | |
| To understand how you truly feel | |
| How will I approach this case? | |
| Thought to self: | |
| Look on face for any signs of anxiousness | |
| Unhappy with life style i. e. armloads of thanklessness | |
| And it is this that gives me my direction | |
| Of what they seek | |
| My open arms of protection | |
| Are waiting for the innocent and meek | |
| To come towards me and say, | |
| " Let me hear your voice" | |
| At that point there' s no looking back | |
| This is when your soul comes undone | |
| And you and your creator once again become one | |
| For I will talk about how they have led a fulfilling life, in fact | |
| That' s when they react | |
| With a deep exhale | |
| Close their eyes, then turn pale | |
| Brief, for I' ve taken their hand | |
| And taken them through their life | |
| In a threesecond span | |
| Decisions, decisions | |
| Should I stay or should I go? | |
| Coming with me right now would mean... | |
| Absolutely nothing at all atoll a toll? | |
| But if they stay to clean up messes | |
| We' ll have to sit and tell them | |
| That today' s dreams are tomorrow' s successes | |
| But you still have time | |
| Buy your toys, make the most of it | |
| Until I return for your departure | |
| Or until my voice becomes clear to start your | |
| Journey | |
| Into... solitude |