Song | Obsessed By Death |
Artist | Summon |
Album | And The Blood Runs Black |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Summon, Xaphan | |
Is this a dream, Dream of infinity | |
Looking through the eyes of death what do you feel? | |
He who stares but never sees inside the addled mind of deep thoughts | |
Thoughts to be | |
Lost in dreams of one thousand deeds done | |
Burden with fear, fear of fate | |
Fall to the depths of those weeping with desire | |
Cold hearts of pain, bleeding to bestow | |
Longong for an end | |
Fall to the depths of viewless thoughts and thoughtless views | |
Self-realization obsessed by death | |
Death stares but never sees, lost in debt of a thousand deeds | |
Always is, never was myself | |
In a moment all thought is lost | |
All senses run dry |
zuo qu : Summon, Xaphan | |
Is this a dream, Dream of infinity | |
Looking through the eyes of death what do you feel? | |
He who stares but never sees inside the addled mind of deep thoughts | |
Thoughts to be | |
Lost in dreams of one thousand deeds done | |
Burden with fear, fear of fate | |
Fall to the depths of those weeping with desire | |
Cold hearts of pain, bleeding to bestow | |
Longong for an end | |
Fall to the depths of viewless thoughts and thoughtless views | |
Selfrealization obsessed by death | |
Death stares but never sees, lost in debt of a thousand deeds | |
Always is, never was myself | |
In a moment all thought is lost | |
All senses run dry |
zuò qǔ : Summon, Xaphan | |
Is this a dream, Dream of infinity | |
Looking through the eyes of death what do you feel? | |
He who stares but never sees inside the addled mind of deep thoughts | |
Thoughts to be | |
Lost in dreams of one thousand deeds done | |
Burden with fear, fear of fate | |
Fall to the depths of those weeping with desire | |
Cold hearts of pain, bleeding to bestow | |
Longong for an end | |
Fall to the depths of viewless thoughts and thoughtless views | |
Selfrealization obsessed by death | |
Death stares but never sees, lost in debt of a thousand deeds | |
Always is, never was myself | |
In a moment all thought is lost | |
All senses run dry |