Song | Lilium cruentus |
Artist | Pain of Salvation |
Album | Be |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
[ti: Lilium Cruentus] | |
[ar: Pain of Salvation] | |
[al: Be] | |
[length: 05:28.150] | |
[tool: 歌词滚动姬 https://lrc-maker.github.io] | |
[00:23.267] [(Deus Nova) On The Loss Of Innocence] | |
[01:11.688] [A Scene in Brown and Yellow:] | |
[01:14.234] | At first I don’t know why your presence fills me with unease |
[01:18.151] | Though I’ve missed you more than Life itself |
[01:21.135] | I freeze |
[01:22.227] | It’s like you’ve been lost and now you’re glad to see my face |
[01:25.556] | But as you sit down my confusion turns to distress |
[01:28.870] | Not knowing how to let you know that you are |
[01:32.192] | Dead |
[01:33.214] | (I wake up sweating) |
[01:35.141] | They tell me you are better off |
[01:38.051] | Where you are now |
[01:40.345] | Well, I don’t care |
[01:44.432] | They tell me that your pain is gone |
[01:47.499] | Where you are now |
[01:49.400] | Well, you left it here |
[01:53.759] | See, I need to be strong |
[01:56.279] | Need to be brave |
[01:58.509] | I need to put faith in something |
[02:03.116] | How could I live on |
[02:05.029] | Not hoping we will meet |
[02:08.833] | Again? |
[02:11.041] | |
[02:11.425] [A Scene in White and Grey:] | |
[02:11.887] | Under the icon’s weight the old thoughts lay |
[02:16.351] | Under the cross so still and pale |
[02:18.311] | The flowers usher the stale breath of Death away |
[02:21.836] | And someone tries to sing |
[02:23.098] | But the bird of song has lost its wings |
[02:25.094] | Now it twitches |
[02:25.441] | Rips the stitches of a chest where tears are torn |
[02:28.451] | And where all loss begins |
[02:29.613] | Life seems too small when Death takes its toll |
[02:37.423] | I need something to blame for this pain |
[03:13.362] [A Scene in Amber – Flawed:] | |
[03:15.395] | And have you ever had that dream |
[03:18.102] | Where one you love passes away? |
[03:24.246] | And you wake up crying to a world |
[03:26.686] | Where she’s long since gone |
[03:29.507] | But you feel the pain |
[03:30.681] | So close |
[03:31.802] | As if she’d died today |
[03:33.940] | But I need to be strong |
[03:36.076] | I need to be brave |
[03:38.403] | I need to put faith in something |
[03:43.016] | How could I live on |
[03:44.703] | Not hoping we will meet |
[03:48.776] | Again |
[03:50.741] | Some day? |
[03:52.865] | Earth to Earth, Dust to Dust |
[03:55.273] | A verse we know too well |
[03:57.125] | Like a nursery rhyme |
[03:58.416] | Just in reverse |
[04:00.542] | ‘Cause we are all the little tin man |
[04:02.489] | With hearts like little tin cans |
[04:04.718] | And as we line them down with tears |
[04:06.463] | Over the years |
[04:08.029] | They inevitably turn |
[04:10.180] | To rust |
[04:13.353] | |
[04:14.429] | Life seems too small when Death takes its toll |
[04:22.958] | I need something to blame for this pain |
[04:31.493] | I try, I fail, I fall, like anyone you know |
[04:42.173] | I break, I bleed, like anyone you know |
[04:48.967] | |
[04:49.273] [A Scene in Blood on White:] | |
[04:50.086] | Where the linen’s changed just for tonight |
[04:51.640] | And somehow we beat her to this sight |
[04:53.695] | This ghostly room of Exit |
[04:55.580] | That she enters by the flicker of candle light |
[04:57.644] | And in her breast |
[04:58.733] | A desert storm is taking form |
[05:00.671] | An old thirst that can never be quenched or killed |
[05:03.434] | Sweeps over the cold |
[05:04.403] | Broken but thousandfold |
[05:08.089] | “My Love!” |
ti: Lilium Cruentus | |
ar: Pain of Salvation | |
al: Be | |
length: 05: 28. 150 | |
tool: ge ci gun dong ji https: lrcmaker. github. io | |
[00:23.267] [(Deus Nova) On The Loss Of Innocence] | |
[01:11.688] [A Scene in Brown and Yellow:] | |
[01:14.234] | At first I don' t know why your presence fills me with unease |
[01:18.151] | Though I' ve missed you more than Life itself |
[01:21.135] | I freeze |
[01:22.227] | It' s like you' ve been lost and now you' re glad to see my face |
[01:25.556] | But as you sit down my confusion turns to distress |
[01:28.870] | Not knowing how to let you know that you are |
[01:32.192] | Dead |
[01:33.214] | I wake up sweating |
[01:35.141] | They tell me you are better off |
[01:38.051] | Where you are now |
[01:40.345] | Well, I don' t care |
[01:44.432] | They tell me that your pain is gone |
[01:47.499] | Where you are now |
[01:49.400] | Well, you left it here |
[01:53.759] | See, I need to be strong |
[01:56.279] | Need to be brave |
[01:58.509] | I need to put faith in something |
[02:03.116] | How could I live on |
[02:05.029] | Not hoping we will meet |
[02:08.833] | Again? |
[02:11.041] | |
[02:11.425] [A Scene in White and Grey:] | |
[02:11.887] | Under the icon' s weight the old thoughts lay |
[02:16.351] | Under the cross so still and pale |
[02:18.311] | The flowers usher the stale breath of Death away |
[02:21.836] | And someone tries to sing |
[02:23.098] | But the bird of song has lost its wings |
[02:25.094] | Now it twitches |
[02:25.441] | Rips the stitches of a chest where tears are torn |
[02:28.451] | And where all loss begins |
[02:29.613] | Life seems too small when Death takes its toll |
[02:37.423] | I need something to blame for this pain |
[03:13.362] [A Scene in Amber – Flawed:] | |
[03:15.395] | And have you ever had that dream |
[03:18.102] | Where one you love passes away? |
[03:24.246] | And you wake up crying to a world |
[03:26.686] | Where she' s long since gone |
[03:29.507] | But you feel the pain |
[03:30.681] | So close |
[03:31.802] | As if she' d died today |
[03:33.940] | But I need to be strong |
[03:36.076] | I need to be brave |
[03:38.403] | I need to put faith in something |
[03:43.016] | How could I live on |
[03:44.703] | Not hoping we will meet |
[03:48.776] | Again |
[03:50.741] | Some day? |
[03:52.865] | Earth to Earth, Dust to Dust |
[03:55.273] | A verse we know too well |
[03:57.125] | Like a nursery rhyme |
[03:58.416] | Just in reverse |
[04:00.542] | ' Cause we are all the little tin man |
[04:02.489] | With hearts like little tin cans |
[04:04.718] | And as we line them down with tears |
[04:06.463] | Over the years |
[04:08.029] | They inevitably turn |
[04:10.180] | To rust |
[04:13.353] | |
[04:14.429] | Life seems too small when Death takes its toll |
[04:22.958] | I need something to blame for this pain |
[04:31.493] | I try, I fail, I fall, like anyone you know |
[04:42.173] | I break, I bleed, like anyone you know |
[04:48.967] | |
[04:49.273] [A Scene in Blood on White:] | |
[04:50.086] | Where the linen' s changed just for tonight |
[04:51.640] | And somehow we beat her to this sight |
[04:53.695] | This ghostly room of Exit |
[04:55.580] | That she enters by the flicker of candle light |
[04:57.644] | And in her breast |
[04:58.733] | A desert storm is taking form |
[05:00.671] | An old thirst that can never be quenched or killed |
[05:03.434] | Sweeps over the cold |
[05:04.403] | Broken but thousandfold |
[05:08.089] | " My Love!" |
ti: Lilium Cruentus | |
ar: Pain of Salvation | |
al: Be | |
length: 05: 28. 150 | |
tool: gē cí gǔn dòng jī https: lrcmaker. github. io | |
[00:23.267] [(Deus Nova) On The Loss Of Innocence] | |
[01:11.688] [A Scene in Brown and Yellow:] | |
[01:14.234] | At first I don' t know why your presence fills me with unease |
[01:18.151] | Though I' ve missed you more than Life itself |
[01:21.135] | I freeze |
[01:22.227] | It' s like you' ve been lost and now you' re glad to see my face |
[01:25.556] | But as you sit down my confusion turns to distress |
[01:28.870] | Not knowing how to let you know that you are |
[01:32.192] | Dead |
[01:33.214] | I wake up sweating |
[01:35.141] | They tell me you are better off |
[01:38.051] | Where you are now |
[01:40.345] | Well, I don' t care |
[01:44.432] | They tell me that your pain is gone |
[01:47.499] | Where you are now |
[01:49.400] | Well, you left it here |
[01:53.759] | See, I need to be strong |
[01:56.279] | Need to be brave |
[01:58.509] | I need to put faith in something |
[02:03.116] | How could I live on |
[02:05.029] | Not hoping we will meet |
[02:08.833] | Again? |
[02:11.041] | |
[02:11.425] [A Scene in White and Grey:] | |
[02:11.887] | Under the icon' s weight the old thoughts lay |
[02:16.351] | Under the cross so still and pale |
[02:18.311] | The flowers usher the stale breath of Death away |
[02:21.836] | And someone tries to sing |
[02:23.098] | But the bird of song has lost its wings |
[02:25.094] | Now it twitches |
[02:25.441] | Rips the stitches of a chest where tears are torn |
[02:28.451] | And where all loss begins |
[02:29.613] | Life seems too small when Death takes its toll |
[02:37.423] | I need something to blame for this pain |
[03:13.362] [A Scene in Amber – Flawed:] | |
[03:15.395] | And have you ever had that dream |
[03:18.102] | Where one you love passes away? |
[03:24.246] | And you wake up crying to a world |
[03:26.686] | Where she' s long since gone |
[03:29.507] | But you feel the pain |
[03:30.681] | So close |
[03:31.802] | As if she' d died today |
[03:33.940] | But I need to be strong |
[03:36.076] | I need to be brave |
[03:38.403] | I need to put faith in something |
[03:43.016] | How could I live on |
[03:44.703] | Not hoping we will meet |
[03:48.776] | Again |
[03:50.741] | Some day? |
[03:52.865] | Earth to Earth, Dust to Dust |
[03:55.273] | A verse we know too well |
[03:57.125] | Like a nursery rhyme |
[03:58.416] | Just in reverse |
[04:00.542] | ' Cause we are all the little tin man |
[04:02.489] | With hearts like little tin cans |
[04:04.718] | And as we line them down with tears |
[04:06.463] | Over the years |
[04:08.029] | They inevitably turn |
[04:10.180] | To rust |
[04:13.353] | |
[04:14.429] | Life seems too small when Death takes its toll |
[04:22.958] | I need something to blame for this pain |
[04:31.493] | I try, I fail, I fall, like anyone you know |
[04:42.173] | I break, I bleed, like anyone you know |
[04:48.967] | |
[04:49.273] [A Scene in Blood on White:] | |
[04:50.086] | Where the linen' s changed just for tonight |
[04:51.640] | And somehow we beat her to this sight |
[04:53.695] | This ghostly room of Exit |
[04:55.580] | That she enters by the flicker of candle light |
[04:57.644] | And in her breast |
[04:58.733] | A desert storm is taking form |
[05:00.671] | An old thirst that can never be quenched or killed |
[05:03.434] | Sweeps over the cold |
[05:04.403] | Broken but thousandfold |
[05:08.089] | " My Love!" |