Song | Beethoven's Nightmare |
Artist | Dragonland |
Album | Astronomy |
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Twilight, Candlelit walls | |
A Strong Crescendo | |
Highlight the lonely calls | |
From my piano | |
Melody, come to me | |
sing your silent voice | |
Remedy my envy | |
Bring me one last choice | |
Why, why can't you bring me to find | |
To hear your sound | |
no wayfarer is blind | |
See my hands | |
Conducting a Nightmare | |
The symphony of a tragedy | |
So great it devours me | |
These notes are just fantasy | |
Perpetual Dream | |
won't let go of me | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
that could open my mind | |
moonlight, make me conceive | |
a slow sonata | |
Midnight, the dead will grieve | |
to this dark cantata | |
The detestable dance to my score | |
they hear my cries | |
Your guidance I implore | |
See my hands | |
Constructing a nightmare | |
the symphony of a universe | |
So vast it devours me | |
These nights are just fantasy | |
Celestial Beam, | |
help me to see | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
That could open my mind | |
(Solo: Mörck, Magnunsson) | |
Into a Unending Sorrow | |
A festival of horror | |
An orchestra of the undead | |
So bright my destiny was | |
Golden future | |
Inside shadows amass | |
Nocturnal rapture | |
Melody, come to me | |
Sing your silent voice | |
Remedy my envy | |
Bring me one last choice | |
Why can't you bring me to find | |
to hear your sound | |
No wayfarer is blind | |
See my hands | |
Conducting a nightmare | |
The beauty of a melody | |
Is all that inspires me | |
to write my last symphony | |
Perpetual Dream | |
never lets go of me | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
That could(have) opened my mind |
Twilight, Candlelit walls | |
A Strong Crescendo | |
Highlight the lonely calls | |
From my piano | |
Melody, come to me | |
sing your silent voice | |
Remedy my envy | |
Bring me one last choice | |
Why, why can' t you bring me to find | |
To hear your sound | |
no wayfarer is blind | |
See my hands | |
Conducting a Nightmare | |
The symphony of a tragedy | |
So great it devours me | |
These notes are just fantasy | |
Perpetual Dream | |
won' t let go of me | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
that could open my mind | |
moonlight, make me conceive | |
a slow sonata | |
Midnight, the dead will grieve | |
to this dark cantata | |
The detestable dance to my score | |
they hear my cries | |
Your guidance I implore | |
See my hands | |
Constructing a nightmare | |
the symphony of a universe | |
So vast it devours me | |
These nights are just fantasy | |
Celestial Beam, | |
help me to see | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
That could open my mind | |
Solo: M rck, Magnunsson | |
Into a Unending Sorrow | |
A festival of horror | |
An orchestra of the undead | |
So bright my destiny was | |
Golden future | |
Inside shadows amass | |
Nocturnal rapture | |
Melody, come to me | |
Sing your silent voice | |
Remedy my envy | |
Bring me one last choice | |
Why can' t you bring me to find | |
to hear your sound | |
No wayfarer is blind | |
See my hands | |
Conducting a nightmare | |
The beauty of a melody | |
Is all that inspires me | |
to write my last symphony | |
Perpetual Dream | |
never lets go of me | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
That could have opened my mind |
Twilight, Candlelit walls | |
A Strong Crescendo | |
Highlight the lonely calls | |
From my piano | |
Melody, come to me | |
sing your silent voice | |
Remedy my envy | |
Bring me one last choice | |
Why, why can' t you bring me to find | |
To hear your sound | |
no wayfarer is blind | |
See my hands | |
Conducting a Nightmare | |
The symphony of a tragedy | |
So great it devours me | |
These notes are just fantasy | |
Perpetual Dream | |
won' t let go of me | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
that could open my mind | |
moonlight, make me conceive | |
a slow sonata | |
Midnight, the dead will grieve | |
to this dark cantata | |
The detestable dance to my score | |
they hear my cries | |
Your guidance I implore | |
See my hands | |
Constructing a nightmare | |
the symphony of a universe | |
So vast it devours me | |
These nights are just fantasy | |
Celestial Beam, | |
help me to see | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
That could open my mind | |
Solo: M rck, Magnunsson | |
Into a Unending Sorrow | |
A festival of horror | |
An orchestra of the undead | |
So bright my destiny was | |
Golden future | |
Inside shadows amass | |
Nocturnal rapture | |
Melody, come to me | |
Sing your silent voice | |
Remedy my envy | |
Bring me one last choice | |
Why can' t you bring me to find | |
to hear your sound | |
No wayfarer is blind | |
See my hands | |
Conducting a nightmare | |
The beauty of a melody | |
Is all that inspires me | |
to write my last symphony | |
Perpetual Dream | |
never lets go of me | |
I struggle to live | |
without the notion of a sound | |
That could have opened my mind |