Song | To the Coast |
Artist | Enslaved |
Album | Vertebrae |
作曲 : Peersen | |
To the coast, but not across | |
Static sanctuary | |
Longing for the heart of the changer | |
Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
The vultures above, they know, they've seen him linger here | |
Where the barren land meets sea; the mother and the reaper | |
The irony of... | |
Sorrow kept close | |
Hanging head | |
Gaze upon the waters and turn back again | |
Like so many times before | |
Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
He came without a face | |
...And a promise of belonging | |
So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
Bleak and never-ending the pages | |
I'd like to see what lies beyond | |
Dissolving ink in salt water | |
Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
To the coast but not across | |
Had some strange days then walked back | |
To the coast but not across | |
Longing for the heart of the changer | |
Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
The vultures above, they know, they've seen him linger here | |
Where the barren land meets the sea; the mother and the reaper | |
The irony of... | |
Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
He came without a face | |
...And a promise of belonging | |
So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
Bleak and never-ending the pages | |
I'd like to see what lies beyond | |
Dissolving ink in salt water | |
Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
Black clad back into the all over again |
zuò qǔ : Peersen | |
To the coast, but not across | |
Static sanctuary | |
Longing for the heart of the changer | |
Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
The vultures above, they know, they' ve seen him linger here | |
Where the barren land meets sea the mother and the reaper | |
The irony of... | |
Sorrow kept close | |
Hanging head | |
Gaze upon the waters and turn back again | |
Like so many times before | |
Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
He came without a face | |
... And a promise of belonging | |
So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
Bleak and neverending the pages | |
I' d like to see what lies beyond | |
Dissolving ink in salt water | |
Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
To the coast but not across | |
Had some strange days then walked back | |
To the coast but not across | |
Longing for the heart of the changer | |
Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
The vultures above, they know, they' ve seen him linger here | |
Where the barren land meets the sea the mother and the reaper | |
The irony of... | |
Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
He came without a face | |
... And a promise of belonging | |
So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
Bleak and neverending the pages | |
I' d like to see what lies beyond | |
Dissolving ink in salt water | |
Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
Black clad back into the all over again |