Song | Citadel Of Dreams |
Artist | Garden of Shadows |
Album | Oracle Moon |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Garden of Shadows | |
When the cerulean sky | |
Is painted over with crimson | |
And the sun descends into the horizon | |
When the moon sings oneiric serenades | |
And we are coaxed into lethargy | |
Its seductive power enchants us | |
And opens the gates... | |
To the Citadel of | |
Dreams The bastion of illusion | |
Engraved with the elaborate | |
Archetypes of wisdom | |
Primordial designs embedded within | |
That inspire mythos | |
Bathed amongst pillars of light | |
Its ivory towers shine like bright stars | |
Submerged in subconscious | |
Within sapphire halls of deep blue | |
We drift and float as we slumber | |
Carried by the tides of languor | |
One by one we extend our minds | |
To receive precious fantasies | |
Infused by the lyre of the muse | |
With the enchantment of obscurity | |
Like delicate snowflakes | |
Melting upon flesh | |
These fragile memories | |
Are dissolved by consciousness (And yet traces remain) | |
The imprints of another world | |
Reached only through the psyche... | |
The Citadel of | |
Dreams |
zuo qu : Garden of Shadows | |
When the cerulean sky | |
Is painted over with crimson | |
And the sun descends into the horizon | |
When the moon sings oneiric serenades | |
And we are coaxed into lethargy | |
Its seductive power enchants us | |
And opens the gates... | |
To the Citadel of | |
Dreams The bastion of illusion | |
Engraved with the elaborate | |
Archetypes of wisdom | |
Primordial designs embedded within | |
That inspire mythos | |
Bathed amongst pillars of light | |
Its ivory towers shine like bright stars | |
Submerged in subconscious | |
Within sapphire halls of deep blue | |
We drift and float as we slumber | |
Carried by the tides of languor | |
One by one we extend our minds | |
To receive precious fantasies | |
Infused by the lyre of the muse | |
With the enchantment of obscurity | |
Like delicate snowflakes | |
Melting upon flesh | |
These fragile memories | |
Are dissolved by consciousness And yet traces remain | |
The imprints of another world | |
Reached only through the psyche... | |
The Citadel of | |
Dreams |
zuò qǔ : Garden of Shadows | |
When the cerulean sky | |
Is painted over with crimson | |
And the sun descends into the horizon | |
When the moon sings oneiric serenades | |
And we are coaxed into lethargy | |
Its seductive power enchants us | |
And opens the gates... | |
To the Citadel of | |
Dreams The bastion of illusion | |
Engraved with the elaborate | |
Archetypes of wisdom | |
Primordial designs embedded within | |
That inspire mythos | |
Bathed amongst pillars of light | |
Its ivory towers shine like bright stars | |
Submerged in subconscious | |
Within sapphire halls of deep blue | |
We drift and float as we slumber | |
Carried by the tides of languor | |
One by one we extend our minds | |
To receive precious fantasies | |
Infused by the lyre of the muse | |
With the enchantment of obscurity | |
Like delicate snowflakes | |
Melting upon flesh | |
These fragile memories | |
Are dissolved by consciousness And yet traces remain | |
The imprints of another world | |
Reached only through the psyche... | |
The Citadel of | |
Dreams |