| Song | Seasons Of Tragedy |
| Artist | Benedictum |
| Album | Seasons Of Tragedy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells | |
| Gates before me wide open, hastily I proceed | |
| The white owl of winter perched high above me | |
| Spreading wide wings of wisdom | |
| Eyes look through me like glass | |
| Let go of the pain of the past | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to believe there is relief | |
| From the Seasons of Tragedy | |
| Floating freely in rhythm | |
| Tis the sparrow of Spring | |
| Hope resonates with each beat of the wing | |
| Every moment is precious, life's too short to lament | |
| Rise over sorrow, forward on and then | |
| And then | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to concede there is relief | |
| From the Seasons of Tragedy | |
| Torrid passions all my actions make me who I am | |
| Barren lands of the summer seemingly void of life | |
| Till the raven descended blackened as ice | |
| Life is always abounding though the eye cannot see | |
| Beyond all our senses there's more just believe! | |
| Soaring over the landscape mastering all she surveys | |
| Autumn's sage Eagle appears from the haze | |
| You must fly ever higher, triumph over the mind | |
| Master your thoughts and the world will align | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to believe there is relief | |
| From the seasons of tragedy | |
| Aah ah seasons of tragedy | |
| Ah oh season of tragedy | |
| Were it not for this passage through this life I have lead | |
| With its pain and its sorrow | |
| Then I would not have had this victory | |
| Would not have had this victory | |
| Winter is gone and springtime comes anon and on and on and on |
| zuo qu : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells | |
| Gates before me wide open, hastily I proceed | |
| The white owl of winter perched high above me | |
| Spreading wide wings of wisdom | |
| Eyes look through me like glass | |
| Let go of the pain of the past | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to believe there is relief | |
| From the Seasons of Tragedy | |
| Floating freely in rhythm | |
| Tis the sparrow of Spring | |
| Hope resonates with each beat of the wing | |
| Every moment is precious, life' s too short to lament | |
| Rise over sorrow, forward on and then | |
| And then | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to concede there is relief | |
| From the Seasons of Tragedy | |
| Torrid passions all my actions make me who I am | |
| Barren lands of the summer seemingly void of life | |
| Till the raven descended blackened as ice | |
| Life is always abounding though the eye cannot see | |
| Beyond all our senses there' s more just believe! | |
| Soaring over the landscape mastering all she surveys | |
| Autumn' s sage Eagle appears from the haze | |
| You must fly ever higher, triumph over the mind | |
| Master your thoughts and the world will align | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to believe there is relief | |
| From the seasons of tragedy | |
| Aah ah seasons of tragedy | |
| Ah oh season of tragedy | |
| Were it not for this passage through this life I have lead | |
| With its pain and its sorrow | |
| Then I would not have had this victory | |
| Would not have had this victory | |
| Winter is gone and springtime comes anon and on and on and on |
| zuò qǔ : Benedictum, Freeman, Wells | |
| Gates before me wide open, hastily I proceed | |
| The white owl of winter perched high above me | |
| Spreading wide wings of wisdom | |
| Eyes look through me like glass | |
| Let go of the pain of the past | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to believe there is relief | |
| From the Seasons of Tragedy | |
| Floating freely in rhythm | |
| Tis the sparrow of Spring | |
| Hope resonates with each beat of the wing | |
| Every moment is precious, life' s too short to lament | |
| Rise over sorrow, forward on and then | |
| And then | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to concede there is relief | |
| From the Seasons of Tragedy | |
| Torrid passions all my actions make me who I am | |
| Barren lands of the summer seemingly void of life | |
| Till the raven descended blackened as ice | |
| Life is always abounding though the eye cannot see | |
| Beyond all our senses there' s more just believe! | |
| Soaring over the landscape mastering all she surveys | |
| Autumn' s sage Eagle appears from the haze | |
| You must fly ever higher, triumph over the mind | |
| Master your thoughts and the world will align | |
| Deep in your heart you must believe | |
| You can find your humanity | |
| Dare to believe there is relief | |
| From the seasons of tragedy | |
| Aah ah seasons of tragedy | |
| Ah oh season of tragedy | |
| Were it not for this passage through this life I have lead | |
| With its pain and its sorrow | |
| Then I would not have had this victory | |
| Would not have had this victory | |
| Winter is gone and springtime comes anon and on and on and on |