Song | Charma Sleeper |
Artist | Diary of Dreams |
Album | nigredo |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Diary Of Dreams | |
Strangers ask for souvenirs | |
Give pride to those without my fears | |
Rejected child finds peace in mind | |
Remember you are one of my kind | |
Don't call, don't call | |
The Charma Sleeper | |
Don't say, don't say | |
Your faith goes deeper | |
Angels speak of lullabies | |
Adorning you when sleepers mind | |
All hate that sleeps reborn in you | |
All lies you spread becoming true | |
Noble men with noble words | |
Ladies wrapped in tainted lies | |
I scream at you, but you don't answer | |
It's you my dear, I really fear | |
My hate in rage I wish I dared... | |
My anger burns in every pore | |
But still my temper way too scared | |
I know you never really cared |
zuo qu : Diary Of Dreams | |
Strangers ask for souvenirs | |
Give pride to those without my fears | |
Rejected child finds peace in mind | |
Remember you are one of my kind | |
Don' t call, don' t call | |
The Charma Sleeper | |
Don' t say, don' t say | |
Your faith goes deeper | |
Angels speak of lullabies | |
Adorning you when sleepers mind | |
All hate that sleeps reborn in you | |
All lies you spread becoming true | |
Noble men with noble words | |
Ladies wrapped in tainted lies | |
I scream at you, but you don' t answer | |
It' s you my dear, I really fear | |
My hate in rage I wish I dared... | |
My anger burns in every pore | |
But still my temper way too scared | |
I know you never really cared |
zuò qǔ : Diary Of Dreams | |
Strangers ask for souvenirs | |
Give pride to those without my fears | |
Rejected child finds peace in mind | |
Remember you are one of my kind | |
Don' t call, don' t call | |
The Charma Sleeper | |
Don' t say, don' t say | |
Your faith goes deeper | |
Angels speak of lullabies | |
Adorning you when sleepers mind | |
All hate that sleeps reborn in you | |
All lies you spread becoming true | |
Noble men with noble words | |
Ladies wrapped in tainted lies | |
I scream at you, but you don' t answer | |
It' s you my dear, I really fear | |
My hate in rage I wish I dared... | |
My anger burns in every pore | |
But still my temper way too scared | |
I know you never really cared |