| Song | And The Mirror Cracked |
| Artist | Disillusion |
| Album | Back To Times Of Splendor |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Disillusion, Vurtox | |
| It came from dismal shadows | |
| Creeping, sudden, from behind. | |
| fell upon my merry whistle | |
| darkened me at heart and sight. | |
| Back with me, one again with the memory | |
| Again I behold the ruins | |
| that I left when I was all devoured by wrath. | |
| Last night out in the timber | |
| a thousand torrent's vehemence | |
| came rushing through my veins | |
| Up my throat and filled the eyes, | |
| And then that I knew | |
| all pain will be undone | |
| When I pack my bags | |
| And depart for lonely roads | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off flowers aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back. | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the sea. | |
| Merely hours passed | |
| that I had left him to his mountains | |
| his colossal idols - one for every spear in me. | |
| Slopes so steep, | |
| I could not conquer in a lifetime. | |
| Now they're all but ruins, | |
| Ruins I left behind. | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off plants aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back. | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the hot and burning sea. | |
| There is always one waiting for me, my beloved | |
| I shall be with her again so soon. | |
| craving for her lips, her kiss | |
| Her hair in summer winds | |
| The morning dew dripping down her breasts. | |
| Shadows and Flames. | |
| I have been demure | |
| Cries were silent but heart ablaze. | |
| have been one of his shadows | |
| Condemned to stray an unlit maze. | |
| My feet are numb, soles torn wide open | |
| After endless years of clambering | |
| My path is lit and leads me north. | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off flowers aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back, | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the hot and burning sea? |
| zuo qu : Disillusion, Vurtox | |
| It came from dismal shadows | |
| Creeping, sudden, from behind. | |
| fell upon my merry whistle | |
| darkened me at heart and sight. | |
| Back with me, one again with the memory | |
| Again I behold the ruins | |
| that I left when I was all devoured by wrath. | |
| Last night out in the timber | |
| a thousand torrent' s vehemence | |
| came rushing through my veins | |
| Up my throat and filled the eyes, | |
| And then that I knew | |
| all pain will be undone | |
| When I pack my bags | |
| And depart for lonely roads | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off flowers aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back. | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the sea. | |
| Merely hours passed | |
| that I had left him to his mountains | |
| his colossal idols one for every spear in me. | |
| Slopes so steep, | |
| I could not conquer in a lifetime. | |
| Now they' re all but ruins, | |
| Ruins I left behind. | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off plants aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back. | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the hot and burning sea. | |
| There is always one waiting for me, my beloved | |
| I shall be with her again so soon. | |
| craving for her lips, her kiss | |
| Her hair in summer winds | |
| The morning dew dripping down her breasts. | |
| Shadows and Flames. | |
| I have been demure | |
| Cries were silent but heart ablaze. | |
| have been one of his shadows | |
| Condemned to stray an unlit maze. | |
| My feet are numb, soles torn wide open | |
| After endless years of clambering | |
| My path is lit and leads me north. | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off flowers aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back, | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the hot and burning sea? |
| zuò qǔ : Disillusion, Vurtox | |
| It came from dismal shadows | |
| Creeping, sudden, from behind. | |
| fell upon my merry whistle | |
| darkened me at heart and sight. | |
| Back with me, one again with the memory | |
| Again I behold the ruins | |
| that I left when I was all devoured by wrath. | |
| Last night out in the timber | |
| a thousand torrent' s vehemence | |
| came rushing through my veins | |
| Up my throat and filled the eyes, | |
| And then that I knew | |
| all pain will be undone | |
| When I pack my bags | |
| And depart for lonely roads | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off flowers aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back. | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the sea. | |
| Merely hours passed | |
| that I had left him to his mountains | |
| his colossal idols one for every spear in me. | |
| Slopes so steep, | |
| I could not conquer in a lifetime. | |
| Now they' re all but ruins, | |
| Ruins I left behind. | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off plants aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back. | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the hot and burning sea. | |
| There is always one waiting for me, my beloved | |
| I shall be with her again so soon. | |
| craving for her lips, her kiss | |
| Her hair in summer winds | |
| The morning dew dripping down her breasts. | |
| Shadows and Flames. | |
| I have been demure | |
| Cries were silent but heart ablaze. | |
| have been one of his shadows | |
| Condemned to stray an unlit maze. | |
| My feet are numb, soles torn wide open | |
| After endless years of clambering | |
| My path is lit and leads me north. | |
| And with courageous verve I stride | |
| chop the heads off flowers aside, still wondering | |
| How come you never bleed | |
| When I stab right into your back, | |
| How come you never choke | |
| When I drown you in the hot and burning sea? |