Song | The Forbidden Words I 0.21 |
Artist | Edge of Sanity |
Album | Crimson II |
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[00:00.000] | 作曲 : N/A |
[00:11.49] | Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls |
[00:16.54] | Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap |
[00:24.60] | He must n'er become a slave to this Child's beck and call |
[00:32.98] | For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep. |
[00:40.92] | The monastery stood towering above the ruined city |
[00:45.91] | It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes |
[00:50.77] | To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity |
[00:55.24] | All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones |
[01:01.36] | For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen |
[01:04.68] | A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land |
[01:09.29] | The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams |
[01:13.92] | And all mankind did bow beneath the power of her hand |
[01:32.81] | And in the monastery garden sat a woman with a book |
[01:36.80] | A manuscript that lay within her frail and trembling arms |
[01:43.76] | She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart |
[01:47.36] | But the sway of curiosity had drawn her out too far |
[02:24.97] | She wavered on the threshold of a dangerous decision |
[02:35.85] | For this dark tome was no for human eyes to ever read |
[02:46.06] | The pages dripped with legions of persuasive words and visions |
[02:57.08] | So the volume had been hidden well, but now it had been freed |
[03:30.17] | For no apparent reason had the woman been drawn in |
[03:36.35] | Perhaps it was a twist of fate, an absence of real thought |
[03:49.25] | She wandered to a room that before she'd never been |
[03:55.72] | And all at once the interest of her senses had been caught |
[00:00.000] | zuo qu : N A |
[00:11.49] | Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls |
[00:16.54] | Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap |
[00:24.60] | He must n' er become a slave to this Child' s beck and call |
[00:32.98] | For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep. |
[00:40.92] | The monastery stood towering above the ruined city |
[00:45.91] | It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes |
[00:50.77] | To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity |
[00:55.24] | All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones |
[01:01.36] | For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen |
[01:04.68] | A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land |
[01:09.29] | The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams |
[01:13.92] | And all mankind did bow beneath the power of her hand |
[01:32.81] | And in the monastery garden sat a woman with a book |
[01:36.80] | A manuscript that lay within her frail and trembling arms |
[01:43.76] | She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart |
[01:47.36] | But the sway of curiosity had drawn her out too far |
[02:24.97] | She wavered on the threshold of a dangerous decision |
[02:35.85] | For this dark tome was no for human eyes to ever read |
[02:46.06] | The pages dripped with legions of persuasive words and visions |
[02:57.08] | So the volume had been hidden well, but now it had been freed |
[03:30.17] | For no apparent reason had the woman been drawn in |
[03:36.35] | Perhaps it was a twist of fate, an absence of real thought |
[03:49.25] | She wandered to a room that before she' d never been |
[03:55.72] | And all at once the interest of her senses had been caught |
[00:00.000] | zuò qǔ : N A |
[00:11.49] | Let no man breach the gate to this most blasphemous of halls |
[00:16.54] | Lest bitterness and chaos be the harvest they wouldst reap |
[00:24.60] | He must n' er become a slave to this Child' s beck and call |
[00:32.98] | For she must never waken from her Crimson Sleep. |
[00:40.92] | The monastery stood towering above the ruined city |
[00:45.91] | It shadowed all the new emerging settlements and homes |
[00:50.77] | To look down on the ruins was to sympathize and pity |
[00:55.24] | All the suffering and heartache, all the graves and broken bones |
[01:01.36] | For buried there a testament to the evil of a queen |
[01:04.68] | A misery that spread across a weak and stricken land |
[01:09.29] | The crimson birth that swamped the earth in dark and deadly dreams |
[01:13.92] | And all mankind did bow beneath the power of her hand |
[01:32.81] | And in the monastery garden sat a woman with a book |
[01:36.80] | A manuscript that lay within her frail and trembling arms |
[01:43.76] | She looked around her nervously as guilt rose in her heart |
[01:47.36] | But the sway of curiosity had drawn her out too far |
[02:24.97] | She wavered on the threshold of a dangerous decision |
[02:35.85] | For this dark tome was no for human eyes to ever read |
[02:46.06] | The pages dripped with legions of persuasive words and visions |
[02:57.08] | So the volume had been hidden well, but now it had been freed |
[03:30.17] | For no apparent reason had the woman been drawn in |
[03:36.35] | Perhaps it was a twist of fate, an absence of real thought |
[03:49.25] | She wandered to a room that before she' d never been |
[03:55.72] | And all at once the interest of her senses had been caught |