Song | Under The Debris |
Artist | Anata |
Album | Under A Stone With No Inscription |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Allenmark, Drake, Schälin | |
Collapsing are the walls that used to protect me | |
Ground under my feet cracks | |
My universe is imploding | |
Since my star died | |
Or was it me that ceased to burn? | |
A black hole | |
Is what's left of my world | |
Now crushed | |
Solid, as compressed | |
A chaos attracting chaos | |
I run but can not flee | |
I carry this core inside of me [Lead: Allenmark] | |
Under the debris | |
There's still life but for how long? | |
I Hear no rescue squads | |
They can't hear my silent screams | |
Or does this have to be; | |
I deserve to die? | |
Mi9s-grown fate can't be stopped | |
It's harvest-time | |
And I did invite | |
The Reaper | |
To help me with the crop | |
I used to be an observing satellite | |
Sent here without a task | |
Collecting images | |
That I'd never supply | |
When a lost satellite crashes and burns | |
No one cries | |
We only know our own world | |
And can't do otherwise | |
I blame no one | |
But wish that | |
I, on this ship | |
Had dared to believe | |
The navigator has always been me | |
Under the debris | |
There's still life but for how long? | |
I hear no rescue squads | |
They can't hear my silent screams |
zuo qu : Allenmark, Drake, Sch lin | |
Collapsing are the walls that used to protect me | |
Ground under my feet cracks | |
My universe is imploding | |
Since my star died | |
Or was it me that ceased to burn? | |
A black hole | |
Is what' s left of my world | |
Now crushed | |
Solid, as compressed | |
A chaos attracting chaos | |
I run but can not flee | |
I carry this core inside of me Lead: Allenmark | |
Under the debris | |
There' s still life but for how long? | |
I Hear no rescue squads | |
They can' t hear my silent screams | |
Or does this have to be | |
I deserve to die? | |
Mi9sgrown fate can' t be stopped | |
It' s harvesttime | |
And I did invite | |
The Reaper | |
To help me with the crop | |
I used to be an observing satellite | |
Sent here without a task | |
Collecting images | |
That I' d never supply | |
When a lost satellite crashes and burns | |
No one cries | |
We only know our own world | |
And can' t do otherwise | |
I blame no one | |
But wish that | |
I, on this ship | |
Had dared to believe | |
The navigator has always been me | |
Under the debris | |
There' s still life but for how long? | |
I hear no rescue squads | |
They can' t hear my silent screams |
zuò qǔ : Allenmark, Drake, Sch lin | |
Collapsing are the walls that used to protect me | |
Ground under my feet cracks | |
My universe is imploding | |
Since my star died | |
Or was it me that ceased to burn? | |
A black hole | |
Is what' s left of my world | |
Now crushed | |
Solid, as compressed | |
A chaos attracting chaos | |
I run but can not flee | |
I carry this core inside of me Lead: Allenmark | |
Under the debris | |
There' s still life but for how long? | |
I Hear no rescue squads | |
They can' t hear my silent screams | |
Or does this have to be | |
I deserve to die? | |
Mi9sgrown fate can' t be stopped | |
It' s harvesttime | |
And I did invite | |
The Reaper | |
To help me with the crop | |
I used to be an observing satellite | |
Sent here without a task | |
Collecting images | |
That I' d never supply | |
When a lost satellite crashes and burns | |
No one cries | |
We only know our own world | |
And can' t do otherwise | |
I blame no one | |
But wish that | |
I, on this ship | |
Had dared to believe | |
The navigator has always been me | |
Under the debris | |
There' s still life but for how long? | |
I hear no rescue squads | |
They can' t hear my silent screams |