This Is Not Paradise Lyrics
| Song | This Is Not Paradise |
| Artist | Death in June |
| Album | But, What Ends When the Symbols Shatter? |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.78] | Artist：death in june |
| [00:02.35] | Songs Title：this is not paradise |
| [00:04.53] | |
| [00:45.19] | Many blurred dead king's faces |
| [00:47.12] | |
| [00:48.74] | Move photolike through time's gape and gauge |
| [00:50.86] | |
| [00:52.74] | The dull drum's thud and drone |
| [00:54.86] | |
| [01:01.04] | Is not heroic battlebeat |
| [01:02.49] | |
| [01:05.62] | This is the grey clock's cog |
| [01:07.74] | |
| [01:09.74] | These are not the banners of heroes |
| [01:12.88] | |
| [01:14.37] | Or flags we should fly |
| [01:17.74] | |
| [01:19.55] | These are not proud pennants |
| [01:21.67] | |
| [01:23.36] | These are the clothes of prisoned mind |
| [01:26.73] | |
| [01:28.48] | These stumps of man on boxes |
| [01:30.47] | |
| [01:31.72] | Are not the vox or voces |
| [01:33.94] | |
| [01:36.81] | Of god or gods |
| [01:38.24] | |
| [01:39.74] | They are the forms of the breaths of dust |
| [01:42.42] | |
| [01:45.29] | This is the great ocean of birth and death |
| [01:50.04] | |
| [01:52.34] | Kye ma kya ma |
| [01:54.15] | |
| [01:55.21] | Oh paradise |
| [01:58.65] | |
| [02:03.89] | Never lost and not to be gained here |
| [02:06.95] | |
| [02:12.19] | These are not the heroes |
| [02:13.50] | |
| [02:15.31] | These are not more than drenched earthtops |
| [02:17.62] | |
| [02:19.18] | These are not more than you or I |
| [02:21.67] | |
| [02:23.36] | Listen |
| [02:23.79] | |
| [02:25.23] | I swear by the blank of the moon |
| [02:28.29] | |
| [02:29.22] | （Under the archen stars I stand alone） |
| [02:33.53] | |
| [02:34.40] | I swear by the spiting sttreaming sun |
| [02:40.02] | |
| [02:41.77] | These cups of fire, of waterred scales |
| [02:45.07] | |
| [02:46.69] | That cover our laughing round of spaces |
| [02:49.38] | |
| [02:51.31] | Are nothing |
| [02:51.94] | |
| [02:54.81] | Nothing |
| [02:55.18] | |
| [02:57.24] | Like the mouse with horns |
| [02:58.99] | |
| [03:00.17] | A fable full of lightless dark |
| [03:02.36] | |
| [03:03.85] | You are now to me the lost queen |
| [03:06.30] | |
| [03:08.06] | The new age and her train moves on |
| [03:11.80] | |
| [03:12.98] | Behind the smiling lips concealed |
| [03:16.04] | |
| [03:17.47] | The clacking jaws of gummy rictus |
| [03:20.10] | |
| [03:20.78] | Not motionless but emotionless |
| [03:22.47] | |
| [03:24.53] | The savourless lines of open lies |
| [03:27.52] | |
| [03:29.02] | Proclaim |
| [03:29.45] | |
| [03:30.95] | This is the best |
| [03:32.15] | |
| [03:33.95] | It shall ever be |
| [03:35.26] | |
| [03:37.50] | Think of the things |
| [03:38.69] | |
| [03:40.50] | That shall never be |
| [03:41.62] | |
| [03:43.25] | And our soul stalks empty hearted |
| [03:46.61] | |
| [03:48.49] | Empty-handed |
| [03:49.24] | |
| [03:50.80] | As it hangs its light |
| [03:53.23] | On hooks of symbols |
| [03:55.10] | Hooks of gods and goats and hooks of crooks |
| [03:59.91] | |
| [04:00.53] | You must know this is not paradise |
| [04:04.77] | |
| [04:06.15] | Father time spins on and grins and skips his |
| [04:11.64] | Scythe |
| [04:12.32] | |
| [04:13.76] | Over our flowered heads |
| [04:15.32] | |
| [04:17.19] | And takes us to the muddy house |
| [04:20.69] | Of dreamless sleep |
| [04:22.25] | |
| [04:23.87] | Oh this is not paradise |
| [04:28.05] | |
| [04:31.86] | All the empty buildings clutching |
| [04:34.73] | |
| [04:35.85] | Bags of pain and bone and skin |
| [04:38.97] | |
| [04:39.90] | Masks of despair and waterruns |
| [04:45.15] | The bells ring out and make no sense |
| [04:48.64] | They make the skies bend |
| [04:52.01] | Though you wait for me |
| [04:56.75] | |
| [04:58.62] | This is not paradise |
| [05:02.31] | |
| [05:07.98] | （Though you wait for me） |
| [05:09.79] | This is not paradise... |
| [00:00.78] | Artist: death in june |
| [00:02.35] | Songs Title: this is not paradise |
| [00:04.53] | |
| [00:45.19] | Many blurred dead king' s faces |
| [00:47.12] | |
| [00:48.74] | Move photolike through time' s gape and gauge |
| [00:50.86] | |
| [00:52.74] | The dull drum' s thud and drone |
| [00:54.86] | |
| [01:01.04] | Is not heroic battlebeat |
| [01:02.49] | |
| [01:05.62] | This is the grey clock' s cog |
| [01:07.74] | |
| [01:09.74] | These are not the banners of heroes |
| [01:12.88] | |
| [01:14.37] | Or flags we should fly |
| [01:17.74] | |
| [01:19.55] | These are not proud pennants |
| [01:21.67] | |
| [01:23.36] | These are the clothes of prisoned mind |
| [01:26.73] | |
| [01:28.48] | These stumps of man on boxes |
| [01:30.47] | |
| [01:31.72] | Are not the vox or voces |
| [01:33.94] | |
| [01:36.81] | Of god or gods |
| [01:38.24] | |
| [01:39.74] | They are the forms of the breaths of dust |
| [01:42.42] | |
| [01:45.29] | This is the great ocean of birth and death |
| [01:50.04] | |
| [01:52.34] | Kye ma kya ma |
| [01:54.15] | |
| [01:55.21] | Oh paradise |
| [01:58.65] | |
| [02:03.89] | Never lost and not to be gained here |
| [02:06.95] | |
| [02:12.19] | These are not the heroes |
| [02:13.50] | |
| [02:15.31] | These are not more than drenched earthtops |
| [02:17.62] | |
| [02:19.18] | These are not more than you or I |
| [02:21.67] | |
| [02:23.36] | Listen |
| [02:23.79] | |
| [02:25.23] | I swear by the blank of the moon |
| [02:28.29] | |
| [02:29.22] | Under the archen stars I stand alone |
| [02:33.53] | |
| [02:34.40] | I swear by the spiting sttreaming sun |
| [02:40.02] | |
| [02:41.77] | These cups of fire, of waterred scales |
| [02:45.07] | |
| [02:46.69] | That cover our laughing round of spaces |
| [02:49.38] | |
| [02:51.31] | Are nothing |
| [02:51.94] | |
| [02:54.81] | Nothing |
| [02:55.18] | |
| [02:57.24] | Like the mouse with horns |
| [02:58.99] | |
| [03:00.17] | A fable full of lightless dark |
| [03:02.36] | |
| [03:03.85] | You are now to me the lost queen |
| [03:06.30] | |
| [03:08.06] | The new age and her train moves on |
| [03:11.80] | |
| [03:12.98] | Behind the smiling lips concealed |
| [03:16.04] | |
| [03:17.47] | The clacking jaws of gummy rictus |
| [03:20.10] | |
| [03:20.78] | Not motionless but emotionless |
| [03:22.47] | |
| [03:24.53] | The savourless lines of open lies |
| [03:27.52] | |
| [03:29.02] | Proclaim |
| [03:29.45] | |
| [03:30.95] | This is the best |
| [03:32.15] | |
| [03:33.95] | It shall ever be |
| [03:35.26] | |
| [03:37.50] | Think of the things |
| [03:38.69] | |
| [03:40.50] | That shall never be |
| [03:41.62] | |
| [03:43.25] | And our soul stalks empty hearted |
| [03:46.61] | |
| [03:48.49] | Emptyhanded |
| [03:49.24] | |
| [03:50.80] | As it hangs its light |
| [03:53.23] | On hooks of symbols |
| [03:55.10] | Hooks of gods and goats and hooks of crooks |
| [03:59.91] | |
| [04:00.53] | You must know this is not paradise |
| [04:04.77] | |
| [04:06.15] | Father time spins on and grins and skips his |
| [04:11.64] | Scythe |
| [04:12.32] | |
| [04:13.76] | Over our flowered heads |
| [04:15.32] | |
| [04:17.19] | And takes us to the muddy house |
| [04:20.69] | Of dreamless sleep |
| [04:22.25] | |
| [04:23.87] | Oh this is not paradise |
| [04:28.05] | |
| [04:31.86] | All the empty buildings clutching |
| [04:34.73] | |
| [04:35.85] | Bags of pain and bone and skin |
| [04:38.97] | |
| [04:39.90] | Masks of despair and waterruns |
| [04:45.15] | The bells ring out and make no sense |
| [04:48.64] | They make the skies bend |
| [04:52.01] | Though you wait for me |
| [04:56.75] | |
| [04:58.62] | This is not paradise |
| [05:02.31] | |
| [05:07.98] | Though you wait for me |
| [05:09.79] | This is not paradise... |
| [00:00.78] | Artist: death in june |
| [00:02.35] | Songs Title: this is not paradise |
| [00:04.53] | |
| [00:45.19] | Many blurred dead king' s faces |
| [00:47.12] | |
| [00:48.74] | Move photolike through time' s gape and gauge |
| [00:50.86] | |
| [00:52.74] | The dull drum' s thud and drone |
| [00:54.86] | |
| [01:01.04] | Is not heroic battlebeat |
| [01:02.49] | |
| [01:05.62] | This is the grey clock' s cog |
| [01:07.74] | |
| [01:09.74] | These are not the banners of heroes |
| [01:12.88] | |
| [01:14.37] | Or flags we should fly |
| [01:17.74] | |
| [01:19.55] | These are not proud pennants |
| [01:21.67] | |
| [01:23.36] | These are the clothes of prisoned mind |
| [01:26.73] | |
| [01:28.48] | These stumps of man on boxes |
| [01:30.47] | |
| [01:31.72] | Are not the vox or voces |
| [01:33.94] | |
| [01:36.81] | Of god or gods |
| [01:38.24] | |
| [01:39.74] | They are the forms of the breaths of dust |
| [01:42.42] | |
| [01:45.29] | This is the great ocean of birth and death |
| [01:50.04] | |
| [01:52.34] | Kye ma kya ma |
| [01:54.15] | |
| [01:55.21] | Oh paradise |
| [01:58.65] | |
| [02:03.89] | Never lost and not to be gained here |
| [02:06.95] | |
| [02:12.19] | These are not the heroes |
| [02:13.50] | |
| [02:15.31] | These are not more than drenched earthtops |
| [02:17.62] | |
| [02:19.18] | These are not more than you or I |
| [02:21.67] | |
| [02:23.36] | Listen |
| [02:23.79] | |
| [02:25.23] | I swear by the blank of the moon |
| [02:28.29] | |
| [02:29.22] | Under the archen stars I stand alone |
| [02:33.53] | |
| [02:34.40] | I swear by the spiting sttreaming sun |
| [02:40.02] | |
| [02:41.77] | These cups of fire, of waterred scales |
| [02:45.07] | |
| [02:46.69] | That cover our laughing round of spaces |
| [02:49.38] | |
| [02:51.31] | Are nothing |
| [02:51.94] | |
| [02:54.81] | Nothing |
| [02:55.18] | |
| [02:57.24] | Like the mouse with horns |
| [02:58.99] | |
| [03:00.17] | A fable full of lightless dark |
| [03:02.36] | |
| [03:03.85] | You are now to me the lost queen |
| [03:06.30] | |
| [03:08.06] | The new age and her train moves on |
| [03:11.80] | |
| [03:12.98] | Behind the smiling lips concealed |
| [03:16.04] | |
| [03:17.47] | The clacking jaws of gummy rictus |
| [03:20.10] | |
| [03:20.78] | Not motionless but emotionless |
| [03:22.47] | |
| [03:24.53] | The savourless lines of open lies |
| [03:27.52] | |
| [03:29.02] | Proclaim |
| [03:29.45] | |
| [03:30.95] | This is the best |
| [03:32.15] | |
| [03:33.95] | It shall ever be |
| [03:35.26] | |
| [03:37.50] | Think of the things |
| [03:38.69] | |
| [03:40.50] | That shall never be |
| [03:41.62] | |
| [03:43.25] | And our soul stalks empty hearted |
| [03:46.61] | |
| [03:48.49] | Emptyhanded |
| [03:49.24] | |
| [03:50.80] | As it hangs its light |
| [03:53.23] | On hooks of symbols |
| [03:55.10] | Hooks of gods and goats and hooks of crooks |
| [03:59.91] | |
| [04:00.53] | You must know this is not paradise |
| [04:04.77] | |
| [04:06.15] | Father time spins on and grins and skips his |
| [04:11.64] | Scythe |
| [04:12.32] | |
| [04:13.76] | Over our flowered heads |
| [04:15.32] | |
| [04:17.19] | And takes us to the muddy house |
| [04:20.69] | Of dreamless sleep |
| [04:22.25] | |
| [04:23.87] | Oh this is not paradise |
| [04:28.05] | |
| [04:31.86] | All the empty buildings clutching |
| [04:34.73] | |
| [04:35.85] | Bags of pain and bone and skin |
| [04:38.97] | |
| [04:39.90] | Masks of despair and waterruns |
| [04:45.15] | The bells ring out and make no sense |
| [04:48.64] | They make the skies bend |
| [04:52.01] | Though you wait for me |
| [04:56.75] | |
| [04:58.62] | This is not paradise |
| [05:02.31] | |
| [05:07.98] | Though you wait for me |
| [05:09.79] | This is not paradise... |
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