Song | Blood Is Bright |
Artist | Junius |
Album | Junius |
作曲 : Junius, Martinez | |
I take the light and break through | |
I'm a million years and you're new | |
It's common place for them to | |
Control our discourse | |
Without a voice or figure | |
I appear to the weak and obscure | |
It's a war with what we've known | |
It's the coming clouds and the places we can't go | |
Wake up all the feelings that you hold inside | |
About those fallen lives that call to all of us | |
Forget all the fighting and the focused lies | |
It's about the brilliant lights that follow all of us | |
I breed in all the darkest places | |
Control all the foul and faceless | |
While the blood is bright the form | |
And silence the conscious | |
I appear in the palest moonlight | |
I'm a part of the fallen night sky | |
It's a war with what we've known | |
It's the violent times and the faces we can't know | |
Wake up all the feelings that you hold inside | |
About those fallen lives that call to all of us | |
Forget all the findings on your photographs | |
It's about the brilliant guise that troubles all of us | |
Wake up all the feelings that you hold inside | |
You know what we are | |
Born forlorn | |
Forget all the baiting and the brilliant lights | |
You know what you are | |
Born forlorn |
zuò qǔ : Junius, Martinez | |
I take the light and break through | |
I' m a million years and you' re new | |
It' s common place for them to | |
Control our discourse | |
Without a voice or figure | |
I appear to the weak and obscure | |
It' s a war with what we' ve known | |
It' s the coming clouds and the places we can' t go | |
Wake up all the feelings that you hold inside | |
About those fallen lives that call to all of us | |
Forget all the fighting and the focused lies | |
It' s about the brilliant lights that follow all of us | |
I breed in all the darkest places | |
Control all the foul and faceless | |
While the blood is bright the form | |
And silence the conscious | |
I appear in the palest moonlight | |
I' m a part of the fallen night sky | |
It' s a war with what we' ve known | |
It' s the violent times and the faces we can' t know | |
Wake up all the feelings that you hold inside | |
About those fallen lives that call to all of us | |
Forget all the findings on your photographs | |
It' s about the brilliant guise that troubles all of us | |
Wake up all the feelings that you hold inside | |
You know what we are | |
Born forlorn | |
Forget all the baiting and the brilliant lights | |
You know what you are | |
Born forlorn |