Song | Hidden Memories |
Artist | Time Requiem |
Album | The Inner Circle Of Reality |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Andersson | |
Run into this game of fantasy | |
Lost in the shadows of love and pain | |
Eyes are fading and the wings are week (weak) | |
Try to remain on your way | |
Carved in stones with your own blood and tears | |
Won't stand in shadows of love and war | |
Sings of sadness show the way with words | |
They will be lost in the night. | |
Sometimes it feels like I'm standing in your dreams | |
Days in heaven will be stronger day by day. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. | |
Some one in this place will take you down | |
Measure the guilt with your own despair | |
Like the angels of my dreams come true | |
They will be closer to you. | |
Sometimes it feels like I'm standing in your dreams | |
Days in heaven will be stronger day by day. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. | |
I will lose control | |
I will say no more just be strong, and hold to | |
The vision of goodness | |
The ancient dreams like my memories | |
Have the force to be like | |
A warrior. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. |
zuo qu : Andersson | |
Run into this game of fantasy | |
Lost in the shadows of love and pain | |
Eyes are fading and the wings are week weak | |
Try to remain on your way | |
Carved in stones with your own blood and tears | |
Won' t stand in shadows of love and war | |
Sings of sadness show the way with words | |
They will be lost in the night. | |
Sometimes it feels like I' m standing in your dreams | |
Days in heaven will be stronger day by day. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. | |
Some one in this place will take you down | |
Measure the guilt with your own despair | |
Like the angels of my dreams come true | |
They will be closer to you. | |
Sometimes it feels like I' m standing in your dreams | |
Days in heaven will be stronger day by day. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. | |
I will lose control | |
I will say no more just be strong, and hold to | |
The vision of goodness | |
The ancient dreams like my memories | |
Have the force to be like | |
A warrior. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. |
zuò qǔ : Andersson | |
Run into this game of fantasy | |
Lost in the shadows of love and pain | |
Eyes are fading and the wings are week weak | |
Try to remain on your way | |
Carved in stones with your own blood and tears | |
Won' t stand in shadows of love and war | |
Sings of sadness show the way with words | |
They will be lost in the night. | |
Sometimes it feels like I' m standing in your dreams | |
Days in heaven will be stronger day by day. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. | |
Some one in this place will take you down | |
Measure the guilt with your own despair | |
Like the angels of my dreams come true | |
They will be closer to you. | |
Sometimes it feels like I' m standing in your dreams | |
Days in heaven will be stronger day by day. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. | |
I will lose control | |
I will say no more just be strong, and hold to | |
The vision of goodness | |
The ancient dreams like my memories | |
Have the force to be like | |
A warrior. | |
Sanctuary is my penalty in this brave new world, I will testify | |
For no reason why you will sacrifice with your own dimension of sorrow. |