Funeral of Death Lyrics

	作曲 : Limbonic Art
	R.A.S.
	Blood is dripping as mind's tripping.
	In twilight sleep death is reaping.
	Blood stained, feels cold
	In solitude as night grows old.
	Death salvation, life capitulation,
	Blood stained, feels cold, in the frozen soul.
	Desire death and you'll sink into silence.
	A terminal breath into darkened conscience
	You still exist in the void of the head.
	As everything else around you is dead.
	Time of departure
	From the depths of despair
	I seek no paradise, though the end draws near.
	It is an endless overture of my own reconstructions
	I seek no paradise, just desire the salvation
	Blood is dripping as mind's tripping.
	In twilight sleep death is reaping.
	Blood stained, feels cold
	In solitude as night grows old.
	Death salvation, life capitulation,
	Blood stained, feels cold, in the frozen soul.
	Life is a mandatory sacrifice, for the eternal dream of paradise
	Make the time stand still, as silence is the last will.

	zuo qu : Limbonic Art
	R. A. S.
	Blood is dripping as mind' s tripping.
	In twilight sleep death is reaping.
	Blood stained, feels cold
	In solitude as night grows old.
	Death salvation, life capitulation,
	Blood stained, feels cold, in the frozen soul.
	Desire death and you' ll sink into silence.
	A terminal breath into darkened conscience
	You still exist in the void of the head.
	As everything else around you is dead.
	Time of departure
	From the depths of despair
	I seek no paradise, though the end draws near.
	It is an endless overture of my own reconstructions
	I seek no paradise, just desire the salvation
	Blood is dripping as mind' s tripping.
	In twilight sleep death is reaping.
	Blood stained, feels cold
	In solitude as night grows old.
	Death salvation, life capitulation,
	Blood stained, feels cold, in the frozen soul.
	Life is a mandatory sacrifice, for the eternal dream of paradise
	Make the time stand still, as silence is the last will.

	zuò qǔ : Limbonic Art
	R. A. S.
	Blood is dripping as mind' s tripping.
	In twilight sleep death is reaping.
	Blood stained, feels cold
	In solitude as night grows old.
	Death salvation, life capitulation,
	Blood stained, feels cold, in the frozen soul.
	Desire death and you' ll sink into silence.
	A terminal breath into darkened conscience
	You still exist in the void of the head.
	As everything else around you is dead.
	Time of departure
	From the depths of despair
	I seek no paradise, though the end draws near.
	It is an endless overture of my own reconstructions
	I seek no paradise, just desire the salvation
	Blood is dripping as mind' s tripping.
	In twilight sleep death is reaping.
	Blood stained, feels cold
	In solitude as night grows old.
	Death salvation, life capitulation,
	Blood stained, feels cold, in the frozen soul.
	Life is a mandatory sacrifice, for the eternal dream of paradise
	Make the time stand still, as silence is the last will.

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