Song | Palace Of Fallen Majesty |
Artist | Cathedral |
Album | The Carnival Bizarre |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Dorrian, Jennings | |
We are guided by the moon | |
Into our palace tomb | |
Shrine of dead king Midas | |
Whose gold turned into stone | |
Children of the grave | |
Entombed in a faceless day | |
Are we the ones insane | |
To carry a spirit flame | |
Skeleton of centuries | |
Oh solemn majesty | |
You'll stand again | |
Unveil the key | |
Grant life to we | |
On this violet night | |
We await your sight | |
As the splendour falls | |
Upon these naked walls | |
In the haunted garden | |
A velvet raven calls | |
Temples born of ice | |
Release a solemn chime | |
Into twilight thunder | |
Within the sands of time | |
Skeleton of centuries | |
Eternal mysteries | |
Released from pain | |
Again we die | |
To breathe in vain | |
Seared wealth of truth | |
By your touch restored | |
Summer seized in the grip of twilight fair | |
As we conceive to retrieve our rightful fortune | |
Mourn not we, in lost shapes of time reborn | |
To bathe in seas of you - oh blackest dawn | |
We find salvation in a palace of dead kings | |
Hold a knife to the dawn - climb into the dream |
zuo ci : Dorrian, Jennings | |
We are guided by the moon | |
Into our palace tomb | |
Shrine of dead king Midas | |
Whose gold turned into stone | |
Children of the grave | |
Entombed in a faceless day | |
Are we the ones insane | |
To carry a spirit flame | |
Skeleton of centuries | |
Oh solemn majesty | |
You' ll stand again | |
Unveil the key | |
Grant life to we | |
On this violet night | |
We await your sight | |
As the splendour falls | |
Upon these naked walls | |
In the haunted garden | |
A velvet raven calls | |
Temples born of ice | |
Release a solemn chime | |
Into twilight thunder | |
Within the sands of time | |
Skeleton of centuries | |
Eternal mysteries | |
Released from pain | |
Again we die | |
To breathe in vain | |
Seared wealth of truth | |
By your touch restored | |
Summer seized in the grip of twilight fair | |
As we conceive to retrieve our rightful fortune | |
Mourn not we, in lost shapes of time reborn | |
To bathe in seas of you oh blackest dawn | |
We find salvation in a palace of dead kings | |
Hold a knife to the dawn climb into the dream |
zuò cí : Dorrian, Jennings | |
We are guided by the moon | |
Into our palace tomb | |
Shrine of dead king Midas | |
Whose gold turned into stone | |
Children of the grave | |
Entombed in a faceless day | |
Are we the ones insane | |
To carry a spirit flame | |
Skeleton of centuries | |
Oh solemn majesty | |
You' ll stand again | |
Unveil the key | |
Grant life to we | |
On this violet night | |
We await your sight | |
As the splendour falls | |
Upon these naked walls | |
In the haunted garden | |
A velvet raven calls | |
Temples born of ice | |
Release a solemn chime | |
Into twilight thunder | |
Within the sands of time | |
Skeleton of centuries | |
Eternal mysteries | |
Released from pain | |
Again we die | |
To breathe in vain | |
Seared wealth of truth | |
By your touch restored | |
Summer seized in the grip of twilight fair | |
As we conceive to retrieve our rightful fortune | |
Mourn not we, in lost shapes of time reborn | |
To bathe in seas of you oh blackest dawn | |
We find salvation in a palace of dead kings | |
Hold a knife to the dawn climb into the dream |