Song | The Sun No Longer Rises - Live |
Artist | Immortal |
Album | The Seventh Date Of Blashyrkh |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Occulta, Occulta | |
In the mist of the twilight | |
You could see me come | |
To walk the endless woods alone | |
The earth is freezing | |
As I walk it become colder | |
Forever descending in a place of the moon | |
Where shadows moves with grotesque eyes | |
Where demons rise | |
Surrounded by black and mourning moonfog | |
And the eyes of the dark ones | |
Sempiternal woods wait only for me | |
A path opens clearly | |
The sun no longer rises | |
Over cold and forgotten valleys | |
The sun no longer rises | |
Where I walk and where I come | |
I believe in tragedies | |
I believe in desecration | |
To the north and into eternal winters | |
To the north in the grip of eternal frost |
zuo qu : Occulta, Occulta | |
In the mist of the twilight | |
You could see me come | |
To walk the endless woods alone | |
The earth is freezing | |
As I walk it become colder | |
Forever descending in a place of the moon | |
Where shadows moves with grotesque eyes | |
Where demons rise | |
Surrounded by black and mourning moonfog | |
And the eyes of the dark ones | |
Sempiternal woods wait only for me | |
A path opens clearly | |
The sun no longer rises | |
Over cold and forgotten valleys | |
The sun no longer rises | |
Where I walk and where I come | |
I believe in tragedies | |
I believe in desecration | |
To the north and into eternal winters | |
To the north in the grip of eternal frost |
zuò qǔ : Occulta, Occulta | |
In the mist of the twilight | |
You could see me come | |
To walk the endless woods alone | |
The earth is freezing | |
As I walk it become colder | |
Forever descending in a place of the moon | |
Where shadows moves with grotesque eyes | |
Where demons rise | |
Surrounded by black and mourning moonfog | |
And the eyes of the dark ones | |
Sempiternal woods wait only for me | |
A path opens clearly | |
The sun no longer rises | |
Over cold and forgotten valleys | |
The sun no longer rises | |
Where I walk and where I come | |
I believe in tragedies | |
I believe in desecration | |
To the north and into eternal winters | |
To the north in the grip of eternal frost |