Song | Shroud of Frost |
Artist | Anathema |
Album | The Silent Enigma |
作词 : Anathema | |
Undying odyssey..... a myriad of times | |
The soul has seen | |
Through eyes of heaven | |
The imperium of earth | |
Nothing left to perceive | |
Help me to escape from this existence | |
I yearn for an answer... can you help me ? | |
I¹m drowning in a sea of abused visions and shattered dreams | |
In somnolent illusion... | |
I¹m paralysed | |
Infinity distraction...... | |
A pious human disorder | |
Blind to passage of souls | |
Conclusion from one remembrance | |
Help me to escape..... | |
Transfixed... | |
I gaze through my window at a world lying under a shroud of frost. | |
In aforlorn stupor | |
I feel the burning of staring eyes, yet no-one is here. | |
Detached from reality,in the knowing of dreams, we know the entity of ensuing agony waits to clasp us in its coldbreast, in an empty room. | |
We awake and it¹s true. | |
I dreamt of the sun¹s demise, awoketo a bleak morning. | |
In the emptiness | |
I beheld face for the dead light is a foretelling ofwhat will be..... | |
I saw a soul drift from life, through death, and arrive at | |
Elysian fields inwelcoming song. | |
Yet I stand in a dusk-filled room despondently watching the passing of akindred spirit... and there is no song... just a delusion of silence. |
zuò cí : Anathema | |
Undying odyssey..... a myriad of times | |
The soul has seen | |
Through eyes of heaven | |
The imperium of earth | |
Nothing left to perceive | |
Help me to escape from this existence | |
I yearn for an answer... can you help me ? | |
I m drowning in a sea of abused visions and shattered dreams | |
In somnolent illusion... | |
I m paralysed | |
Infinity distraction...... | |
A pious human disorder | |
Blind to passage of souls | |
Conclusion from one remembrance | |
Help me to escape..... | |
Transfixed... | |
I gaze through my window at a world lying under a shroud of frost. | |
In aforlorn stupor | |
I feel the burning of staring eyes, yet noone is here. | |
Detached from reality, in the knowing of dreams, we know the entity of ensuing agony waits to clasp us in its coldbreast, in an empty room. | |
We awake and it s true. | |
I dreamt of the sun s demise, awoketo a bleak morning. | |
In the emptiness | |
I beheld face for the dead light is a foretelling ofwhat will be..... | |
I saw a soul drift from life, through death, and arrive at | |
Elysian fields inwelcoming song. | |
Yet I stand in a duskfilled room despondently watching the passing of akindred spirit... and there is no song... just a delusion of silence. |