Song | Emulate the soul |
Artist | Scarve |
Album | Luminiferous |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Scarve, Verbeuren | |
To observe and reconstruct | |
Defragment our very thoughts | |
To write the unspoken words | |
For every truth lies in between | |
To detain substential essence | |
So determined in their crime | |
Just an instant of awareness | |
For a lifetime of being dragged behind | |
While the chaos keeps crawling | |
And devouring, they gather | |
Like vultures coldly beholding | |
A world forever lost | |
On the path to magnificence | |
All uniques has dissolved | |
A cosmic multitude of one | |
Grasping to bypass impurity | |
And as I turn my face | |
Towards the ones who stab me | |
Stab me from inside | |
Every flaw is brought to light | |
For every truth lies in between | |
They infiltrate us with no reason | |
Other that to watch us crumble | |
Become dust as we deserve | |
This nauseating weakness seals our fate | |
Dissected to serve a cause | |
A vulgar emulation of the soul | |
Emulate the soul |
zuo qu : Scarve, Verbeuren | |
To observe and reconstruct | |
Defragment our very thoughts | |
To write the unspoken words | |
For every truth lies in between | |
To detain substential essence | |
So determined in their crime | |
Just an instant of awareness | |
For a lifetime of being dragged behind | |
While the chaos keeps crawling | |
And devouring, they gather | |
Like vultures coldly beholding | |
A world forever lost | |
On the path to magnificence | |
All uniques has dissolved | |
A cosmic multitude of one | |
Grasping to bypass impurity | |
And as I turn my face | |
Towards the ones who stab me | |
Stab me from inside | |
Every flaw is brought to light | |
For every truth lies in between | |
They infiltrate us with no reason | |
Other that to watch us crumble | |
Become dust as we deserve | |
This nauseating weakness seals our fate | |
Dissected to serve a cause | |
A vulgar emulation of the soul | |
Emulate the soul |
zuò qǔ : Scarve, Verbeuren | |
To observe and reconstruct | |
Defragment our very thoughts | |
To write the unspoken words | |
For every truth lies in between | |
To detain substential essence | |
So determined in their crime | |
Just an instant of awareness | |
For a lifetime of being dragged behind | |
While the chaos keeps crawling | |
And devouring, they gather | |
Like vultures coldly beholding | |
A world forever lost | |
On the path to magnificence | |
All uniques has dissolved | |
A cosmic multitude of one | |
Grasping to bypass impurity | |
And as I turn my face | |
Towards the ones who stab me | |
Stab me from inside | |
Every flaw is brought to light | |
For every truth lies in between | |
They infiltrate us with no reason | |
Other that to watch us crumble | |
Become dust as we deserve | |
This nauseating weakness seals our fate | |
Dissected to serve a cause | |
A vulgar emulation of the soul | |
Emulate the soul |