Song | Through Gardens Of Grief |
Artist | At the Gates |
Album | The Red in the Sky Is Ours |
作词 : Alf, At the Gates | |
Precious flame of life, so elusive | |
A spark being trampled to ashes | |
And spread by the winds of time | |
This garden is a silent one | |
Nothing moves but thoughts | |
The thoughts of those in silent memory | |
This they know, this they understand | |
There is darkness everywhere, outside | |
Morningstar forever set in zenith | |
Uriel ruler of worlds | |
Saraquel set over spirits | |
The repulsive truth of this dark domain | |
The answer echos throughout infinity | |
There are so many of us here | |
And we are all so lonely | |
We are among millions and still alone | |
We are in hell, and yet so cold | |
Gardens of grief | |
There's no | |
God to punish us, and yet we suffer | |
Throughout so many lifetimes in this garden | |
I have dwelt |
zuò cí : Alf, At the Gates | |
Precious flame of life, so elusive | |
A spark being trampled to ashes | |
And spread by the winds of time | |
This garden is a silent one | |
Nothing moves but thoughts | |
The thoughts of those in silent memory | |
This they know, this they understand | |
There is darkness everywhere, outside | |
Morningstar forever set in zenith | |
Uriel ruler of worlds | |
Saraquel set over spirits | |
The repulsive truth of this dark domain | |
The answer echos throughout infinity | |
There are so many of us here | |
And we are all so lonely | |
We are among millions and still alone | |
We are in hell, and yet so cold | |
Gardens of grief | |
There' s no | |
God to punish us, and yet we suffer | |
Throughout so many lifetimes in this garden | |
I have dwelt |