| Song | Lilium cruentus |
| Artist | Pain of Salvation |
| Album | Be |
| [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: 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!" |