| Song | January Sun |
| Artist | Vanden Plas |
| Album | Christ 0 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Andy Kuntz/Günter Werno | |
| 作词 : Andy Kuntz | |
| Come little angel and sit by my side | |
| I need someone to talk to | |
| 'cause I can't see the light | |
| I look for a guardian "take my thousand sins away" | |
| Are the last lines before he decides to pray again | |
| Here is x... Friday dec. 13, 7:25 Babylonian time | |
| My brain works faster than the day before | |
| And when I shut one door I hear another open | |
| All his trust, faith and belief has gone | |
| After the minute they've preserved him from the dawn | |
| And I wonder, and I wonder | |
| How a place could leave his mind alone with me | |
| An eerie mural makes me see | |
| His sieve of broken memories | |
| I'm coming near but not enough | |
| Disclosing your illusion | |
| Why is the world so afraid | |
| Searching for a way to January sun, January sun | |
| And why can the last December days | |
| Not remember where to go... January sun | |
| His nether world is more dimensional | |
| And now I could inhale his frenzied winter tale | |
| A brand new being rises out of black snow | |
| This ship of dark decades | |
| Can tell me where I go | |
| To remember and I remember | |
| When I close my eyes the angel says to me | |
| Confess your sins and take my hand | |
| I give you back your memory | |
| The time has come to see a land | |
| Of reverse allegory tales | |
| And the end of a rainbow on your journey | |
| To a place you meet yourself | |
| And searching for a pharaohs glowing | |
| Why in the world is it me | |
| Searching for the way to January sun | |
| X - 7:35 - now I'm zero | |
| Here I something to believe in | |
| On our way let us turn into the January sun | |
| Hostimentum - dominatio | |
| I am nothing but a sand grain | |
| In a gear of the universe - equation of the tide | |
| Amnestia - mors christ-0 | |
| Why, why is the gift to be free this new identity | |
| Christ-0 - christ-0 - christ-0 - christ-0 | |
| Come little angel and sit by my side | |
| I need someone to talk to | |
| Now I can see the light | |
| My life is a station | |
| Where the darkness meets the day | |
| Hear the last lines before I design to fade away |
| zuo qu : Andy Kuntz Gü nter Werno | |
| zuo ci : Andy Kuntz | |
| Come little angel and sit by my side | |
| I need someone to talk to | |
| ' cause I can' t see the light | |
| I look for a guardian " take my thousand sins away" | |
| Are the last lines before he decides to pray again | |
| Here is x... Friday dec. 13, 7: 25 Babylonian time | |
| My brain works faster than the day before | |
| And when I shut one door I hear another open | |
| All his trust, faith and belief has gone | |
| After the minute they' ve preserved him from the dawn | |
| And I wonder, and I wonder | |
| How a place could leave his mind alone with me | |
| An eerie mural makes me see | |
| His sieve of broken memories | |
| I' m coming near but not enough | |
| Disclosing your illusion | |
| Why is the world so afraid | |
| Searching for a way to January sun, January sun | |
| And why can the last December days | |
| Not remember where to go... January sun | |
| His nether world is more dimensional | |
| And now I could inhale his frenzied winter tale | |
| A brand new being rises out of black snow | |
| This ship of dark decades | |
| Can tell me where I go | |
| To remember and I remember | |
| When I close my eyes the angel says to me | |
| Confess your sins and take my hand | |
| I give you back your memory | |
| The time has come to see a land | |
| Of reverse allegory tales | |
| And the end of a rainbow on your journey | |
| To a place you meet yourself | |
| And searching for a pharaohs glowing | |
| Why in the world is it me | |
| Searching for the way to January sun | |
| X 7: 35 now I' m zero | |
| Here I something to believe in | |
| On our way let us turn into the January sun | |
| Hostimentum dominatio | |
| I am nothing but a sand grain | |
| In a gear of the universe equation of the tide | |
| Amnestia mors christ0 | |
| Why, why is the gift to be free this new identity | |
| Christ0 christ0 christ0 christ0 | |
| Come little angel and sit by my side | |
| I need someone to talk to | |
| Now I can see the light | |
| My life is a station | |
| Where the darkness meets the day | |
| Hear the last lines before I design to fade away |
| zuò qǔ : Andy Kuntz Gü nter Werno | |
| zuò cí : Andy Kuntz | |
| Come little angel and sit by my side | |
| I need someone to talk to | |
| ' cause I can' t see the light | |
| I look for a guardian " take my thousand sins away" | |
| Are the last lines before he decides to pray again | |
| Here is x... Friday dec. 13, 7: 25 Babylonian time | |
| My brain works faster than the day before | |
| And when I shut one door I hear another open | |
| All his trust, faith and belief has gone | |
| After the minute they' ve preserved him from the dawn | |
| And I wonder, and I wonder | |
| How a place could leave his mind alone with me | |
| An eerie mural makes me see | |
| His sieve of broken memories | |
| I' m coming near but not enough | |
| Disclosing your illusion | |
| Why is the world so afraid | |
| Searching for a way to January sun, January sun | |
| And why can the last December days | |
| Not remember where to go... January sun | |
| His nether world is more dimensional | |
| And now I could inhale his frenzied winter tale | |
| A brand new being rises out of black snow | |
| This ship of dark decades | |
| Can tell me where I go | |
| To remember and I remember | |
| When I close my eyes the angel says to me | |
| Confess your sins and take my hand | |
| I give you back your memory | |
| The time has come to see a land | |
| Of reverse allegory tales | |
| And the end of a rainbow on your journey | |
| To a place you meet yourself | |
| And searching for a pharaohs glowing | |
| Why in the world is it me | |
| Searching for the way to January sun | |
| X 7: 35 now I' m zero | |
| Here I something to believe in | |
| On our way let us turn into the January sun | |
| Hostimentum dominatio | |
| I am nothing but a sand grain | |
| In a gear of the universe equation of the tide | |
| Amnestia mors christ0 | |
| Why, why is the gift to be free this new identity | |
| Christ0 christ0 christ0 christ0 | |
| Come little angel and sit by my side | |
| I need someone to talk to | |
| Now I can see the light | |
| My life is a station | |
| Where the darkness meets the day | |
| Hear the last lines before I design to fade away |