Song | Oblivion Ocean |
Artist | Pain of Salvation |
Album | Entropia |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Gildenlöw | |
Sleep is too quiet dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies. | |
Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion soaking from spirits but still far too dry. | |
Losing all barbed fences | |
Lucid - no defenses "Where is my mother?" the child asked the soldier. | |
The soldier was watching them both fade away. | |
Nine words create an oblivion ocean: "Dad tell me, will I be dead very long?" | |
Losing all | |
I lived for. | |
Losing all | |
I fought for. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I swear I'll always hold them in my hand! | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I'd take them west we'd start again in the promised land. | |
When life is wearing thin we pray: the gods are close at hand when man is astray. | |
But when it all is said and done - is he to thank the gods for just taking his son? | |
Sleep is too quiet, dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies. | |
Words can create an oblivion ocean: "dad tell me, will I be dead very long?" | |
Losing all | |
I lived for. | |
Losing all | |
I fought for. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I swear I'll always hold them in my hand. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I'd take them west we'd start again (then) in the promised land. |
zuo qu : Gildenl w | |
Sleep is too quiet dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies. | |
Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion soaking from spirits but still far too dry. | |
Losing all barbed fences | |
Lucid no defenses " Where is my mother?" the child asked the soldier. | |
The soldier was watching them both fade away. | |
Nine words create an oblivion ocean: " Dad tell me, will I be dead very long?" | |
Losing all | |
I lived for. | |
Losing all | |
I fought for. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I swear I' ll always hold them in my hand! | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I' d take them west we' d start again in the promised land. | |
When life is wearing thin we pray: the gods are close at hand when man is astray. | |
But when it all is said and done is he to thank the gods for just taking his son? | |
Sleep is too quiet, dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies. | |
Words can create an oblivion ocean: " dad tell me, will I be dead very long?" | |
Losing all | |
I lived for. | |
Losing all | |
I fought for. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I swear I' ll always hold them in my hand. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I' d take them west we' d start again then in the promised land. |
zuò qǔ : Gildenl w | |
Sleep is too quiet dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies. | |
Sinking through layers of untouched oblivion soaking from spirits but still far too dry. | |
Losing all barbed fences | |
Lucid no defenses " Where is my mother?" the child asked the soldier. | |
The soldier was watching them both fade away. | |
Nine words create an oblivion ocean: " Dad tell me, will I be dead very long?" | |
Losing all | |
I lived for. | |
Losing all | |
I fought for. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I swear I' ll always hold them in my hand! | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I' d take them west we' d start again in the promised land. | |
When life is wearing thin we pray: the gods are close at hand when man is astray. | |
But when it all is said and done is he to thank the gods for just taking his son? | |
Sleep is too quiet, dreams are too painful truth is the bed of this ocean of lies. | |
Words can create an oblivion ocean: " dad tell me, will I be dead very long?" | |
Losing all | |
I lived for. | |
Losing all | |
I fought for. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I swear I' ll always hold them in my hand. | |
Oh god if you save them | |
I' d take them west we' d start again then in the promised land. |