Song | The Small Hours |
Artist | Metallica |
Album | New Skulls For The Old Ceremony |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
MOMO制作~永远支持乔~ | |
Look out at the darkness, and you will see | |
Just call my name and i'll be there | |
You cannot touch me, you would not dare | |
I am the chill that's in the air | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day, a-ha | |
Dark rivers are flowing, back into the past | |
You are the fish for which i cast | |
And what of the future, what is to be | |
As the rivers flow into the sea | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day | |
Do not take for granted, powers out there | |
Don't step into the demon's lair | |
Time is an illusion, rising from time | |
Steep is the mountain which we climb | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day |
MOMO zhi zuo yong yuan zhi chi qiao | |
Look out at the darkness, and you will see | |
Just call my name and i' ll be there | |
You cannot touch me, you would not dare | |
I am the chill that' s in the air | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day, aha | |
Dark rivers are flowing, back into the past | |
You are the fish for which i cast | |
And what of the future, what is to be | |
As the rivers flow into the sea | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day | |
Do not take for granted, powers out there | |
Don' t step into the demon' s lair | |
Time is an illusion, rising from time | |
Steep is the mountain which we climb | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day |
MOMO zhì zuò yǒng yuǎn zhī chí qiáo | |
Look out at the darkness, and you will see | |
Just call my name and i' ll be there | |
You cannot touch me, you would not dare | |
I am the chill that' s in the air | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day, aha | |
Dark rivers are flowing, back into the past | |
You are the fish for which i cast | |
And what of the future, what is to be | |
As the rivers flow into the sea | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day | |
Do not take for granted, powers out there | |
Don' t step into the demon' s lair | |
Time is an illusion, rising from time | |
Steep is the mountain which we climb | |
And i try to get through to you, in my own special way | |
As the barriers crumble, at the end of the day |