| Song | Dies Irae, Part 11 |
| Artist | Devil Doll |
| Album | Dies Irae |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:09.910] | Among the trees holding her out my hands |
| [00:30.550] | “What about a walk?” |
| [00:36.030] | I avoid the sharp splinters of her sweet shattered gaze |
| [00:54.420] | Step by step into the labyrinths of doubt |
| [01:04.510] | Every shelter – a trap |
| [01:10.410] | While distresses I witness – the twilight of my heart |
| [01:19.920] | You spread around drops of light |
| [01:29.950] | Unaware of the rustle of invisible syllables: |
| [01:42.150] | “You will not get out of eternal peace!” |
| [01:56.150] | And the virgin blade kisses, freeing your white throat |
| [02:11.400] | No pain, I’m quite sure |
| [02:18.410] | She feels no pain – the voice still throbs: |
| [02:25.120] | “Each man kills the thing he loves!” |
| [00:09.910] | Among the trees holding her out my hands |
| [00:30.550] | " What about a walk?" |
| [00:36.030] | I avoid the sharp splinters of her sweet shattered gaze |
| [00:54.420] | Step by step into the labyrinths of doubt |
| [01:04.510] | Every shelter a trap |
| [01:10.410] | While distresses I witness the twilight of my heart |
| [01:19.920] | You spread around drops of light |
| [01:29.950] | Unaware of the rustle of invisible syllables: |
| [01:42.150] | " You will not get out of eternal peace!" |
| [01:56.150] | And the virgin blade kisses, freeing your white throat |
| [02:11.400] | No pain, I' m quite sure |
| [02:18.410] | She feels no pain the voice still throbs: |
| [02:25.120] | " Each man kills the thing he loves!" |
| [00:09.910] | Among the trees holding her out my hands |
| [00:30.550] | " What about a walk?" |
| [00:36.030] | I avoid the sharp splinters of her sweet shattered gaze |
| [00:54.420] | Step by step into the labyrinths of doubt |
| [01:04.510] | Every shelter a trap |
| [01:10.410] | While distresses I witness the twilight of my heart |
| [01:19.920] | You spread around drops of light |
| [01:29.950] | Unaware of the rustle of invisible syllables: |
| [01:42.150] | " You will not get out of eternal peace!" |
| [01:56.150] | And the virgin blade kisses, freeing your white throat |
| [02:11.400] | No pain, I' m quite sure |
| [02:18.410] | She feels no pain the voice still throbs: |
| [02:25.120] | " Each man kills the thing he loves!" |