| Song | In my words |
| Artist | Mors Principium Est |
| Album | Inhumanity |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Haukio, Haukio, Viljanen | |
| Everyday comes a time when | |
| I feel my arm is broken the ink from my pen has ran out | |
| I take another pen | |
| I start to from the beginning | |
| I start from the end | |
| I close the covers of this book | |
| The story tells my name and it's allways the same and the papers they turn to dust the writings on the wall | |
| I write another song then | |
| I feel the warmth in my soul | |
| There's a saying that makes sense all things considered and done | |
| An eye from an eye one word from life | |
| I write it all again | |
| The pain that i feel it turns into chapter | |
| I close the covers of this book | |
| You told me to speed up but i can't | |
| I write when | |
| I want to | |
| I feel too closed to let my feelings for the song | |
| I'm not in a misery | |
| The story tells my name | |
| And it's allways the same and the papers they turn to dust the writings on the wall | |
| I write another song then | |
| I feel the warmth in my soul |
| zuo qu : Haukio, Haukio, Viljanen | |
| Everyday comes a time when | |
| I feel my arm is broken the ink from my pen has ran out | |
| I take another pen | |
| I start to from the beginning | |
| I start from the end | |
| I close the covers of this book | |
| The story tells my name and it' s allways the same and the papers they turn to dust the writings on the wall | |
| I write another song then | |
| I feel the warmth in my soul | |
| There' s a saying that makes sense all things considered and done | |
| An eye from an eye one word from life | |
| I write it all again | |
| The pain that i feel it turns into chapter | |
| I close the covers of this book | |
| You told me to speed up but i can' t | |
| I write when | |
| I want to | |
| I feel too closed to let my feelings for the song | |
| I' m not in a misery | |
| The story tells my name | |
| And it' s allways the same and the papers they turn to dust the writings on the wall | |
| I write another song then | |
| I feel the warmth in my soul |
| zuò qǔ : Haukio, Haukio, Viljanen | |
| Everyday comes a time when | |
| I feel my arm is broken the ink from my pen has ran out | |
| I take another pen | |
| I start to from the beginning | |
| I start from the end | |
| I close the covers of this book | |
| The story tells my name and it' s allways the same and the papers they turn to dust the writings on the wall | |
| I write another song then | |
| I feel the warmth in my soul | |
| There' s a saying that makes sense all things considered and done | |
| An eye from an eye one word from life | |
| I write it all again | |
| The pain that i feel it turns into chapter | |
| I close the covers of this book | |
| You told me to speed up but i can' t | |
| I write when | |
| I want to | |
| I feel too closed to let my feelings for the song | |
| I' m not in a misery | |
| The story tells my name | |
| And it' s allways the same and the papers they turn to dust the writings on the wall | |
| I write another song then | |
| I feel the warmth in my soul |