Song | Never Ceasing Melancholic Spring |
Artist | Illdisposed |
Album | Four Depressive Seasons |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Illdisposed, Summer | |
He will lead you to the end | |
Like you lead a horse to water | |
I myself was gluttonous man | |
Disembodied by the Lord | |
Spring my life is led astray | |
Forced by melancholy and hate | |
I've got my soul misplaced | |
But I know who seals my fate | |
He tells me poetry | |
And lets me spread the omen | |
I am blind but yet alive | |
Slowly I'm reborn, servant of an instant call | |
Serving only for the Lord | |
Some say I'm vicious, but they don't know him at all | |
It's just an issuance of those who envy me | |
Take my hand and I will show you | |
Relations to weakness make you wanna cry | |
My addiction to nothingness I aggravate | |
The persecution of innocence is now at stake | |
A simulation of consciousness believes in me | |
Other species of a dying race are kneeling to pray |
zuo qu : Illdisposed, Summer | |
He will lead you to the end | |
Like you lead a horse to water | |
I myself was gluttonous man | |
Disembodied by the Lord | |
Spring my life is led astray | |
Forced by melancholy and hate | |
I' ve got my soul misplaced | |
But I know who seals my fate | |
He tells me poetry | |
And lets me spread the omen | |
I am blind but yet alive | |
Slowly I' m reborn, servant of an instant call | |
Serving only for the Lord | |
Some say I' m vicious, but they don' t know him at all | |
It' s just an issuance of those who envy me | |
Take my hand and I will show you | |
Relations to weakness make you wanna cry | |
My addiction to nothingness I aggravate | |
The persecution of innocence is now at stake | |
A simulation of consciousness believes in me | |
Other species of a dying race are kneeling to pray |
zuò qǔ : Illdisposed, Summer | |
He will lead you to the end | |
Like you lead a horse to water | |
I myself was gluttonous man | |
Disembodied by the Lord | |
Spring my life is led astray | |
Forced by melancholy and hate | |
I' ve got my soul misplaced | |
But I know who seals my fate | |
He tells me poetry | |
And lets me spread the omen | |
I am blind but yet alive | |
Slowly I' m reborn, servant of an instant call | |
Serving only for the Lord | |
Some say I' m vicious, but they don' t know him at all | |
It' s just an issuance of those who envy me | |
Take my hand and I will show you | |
Relations to weakness make you wanna cry | |
My addiction to nothingness I aggravate | |
The persecution of innocence is now at stake | |
A simulation of consciousness believes in me | |
Other species of a dying race are kneeling to pray |