Song | Mother of Light (live) |
Artist | Epica |
Album | The Road to Paradiso |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Jansen, Sluijter | |
It always put me on the edge, | |
To think of all the spoil lives | |
Today I'm one step further | |
Not sure if I've survived myself | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can't be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
I am searching | |
Without vision | |
For the answers in the dirt | |
I am waiting | |
Just for nothing | |
For the day that I'll be heard | |
You're the sea in which I'm floating | |
And I lose myself in you | |
I am feeling these sensations | |
I communicate with you | |
I am looking | |
Without vision | |
For a different kind of way | |
I am thinking | |
Just for nothing | |
About that specific day | |
You're the night so you're the dark side | |
Of the day you'll never see | |
You're the past but everlasting | |
Can you share one day with me? | |
You're the hand that I rejected | |
But I can't forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can't be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
Tomorrow, don't know where I'll be | |
I need some place to go now | |
So do you know the way I feel | |
Or shall I give up my belief? | |
You're the lock I've never opened | |
'Cause I threw away the key | |
I'm enclosed within my own thoughts | |
That will never set me free | |
You're the hand that I rejected | |
But I can't forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
You're the question to the answer | |
And without there'll never be | |
Any thought in this direction | |
You've created this in me | |
You're the hand that I rejected | |
But I can't forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
Serenity is taking over all I am, it gives me peace | |
And all I see are visions of my destiny | |
Why should I bleed and pay for the others' greed? | |
We consciously sign our own sentence of death | |
How can you go on, did you forget | |
What we have learned from the past? | |
We can't go on killing ourselves | |
And with us all the rest | |
Why can't you see, don't you regret? | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can't be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
I am alone with all my thoughts | |
Alone without a hope and | |
I lost the thing I needed most | |
I feel I can't survive this fall |
zuo qu : Jansen, Sluijter | |
It always put me on the edge, | |
To think of all the spoil lives | |
Today I' m one step further | |
Not sure if I' ve survived myself | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can' t be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
I am searching | |
Without vision | |
For the answers in the dirt | |
I am waiting | |
Just for nothing | |
For the day that I' ll be heard | |
You' re the sea in which I' m floating | |
And I lose myself in you | |
I am feeling these sensations | |
I communicate with you | |
I am looking | |
Without vision | |
For a different kind of way | |
I am thinking | |
Just for nothing | |
About that specific day | |
You' re the night so you' re the dark side | |
Of the day you' ll never see | |
You' re the past but everlasting | |
Can you share one day with me? | |
You' re the hand that I rejected | |
But I can' t forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can' t be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
Tomorrow, don' t know where I' ll be | |
I need some place to go now | |
So do you know the way I feel | |
Or shall I give up my belief? | |
You' re the lock I' ve never opened | |
' Cause I threw away the key | |
I' m enclosed within my own thoughts | |
That will never set me free | |
You' re the hand that I rejected | |
But I can' t forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
You' re the question to the answer | |
And without there' ll never be | |
Any thought in this direction | |
You' ve created this in me | |
You' re the hand that I rejected | |
But I can' t forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
Serenity is taking over all I am, it gives me peace | |
And all I see are visions of my destiny | |
Why should I bleed and pay for the others' greed? | |
We consciously sign our own sentence of death | |
How can you go on, did you forget | |
What we have learned from the past? | |
We can' t go on killing ourselves | |
And with us all the rest | |
Why can' t you see, don' t you regret? | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can' t be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
I am alone with all my thoughts | |
Alone without a hope and | |
I lost the thing I needed most | |
I feel I can' t survive this fall |
zuò qǔ : Jansen, Sluijter | |
It always put me on the edge, | |
To think of all the spoil lives | |
Today I' m one step further | |
Not sure if I' ve survived myself | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can' t be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
I am searching | |
Without vision | |
For the answers in the dirt | |
I am waiting | |
Just for nothing | |
For the day that I' ll be heard | |
You' re the sea in which I' m floating | |
And I lose myself in you | |
I am feeling these sensations | |
I communicate with you | |
I am looking | |
Without vision | |
For a different kind of way | |
I am thinking | |
Just for nothing | |
About that specific day | |
You' re the night so you' re the dark side | |
Of the day you' ll never see | |
You' re the past but everlasting | |
Can you share one day with me? | |
You' re the hand that I rejected | |
But I can' t forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can' t be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
Tomorrow, don' t know where I' ll be | |
I need some place to go now | |
So do you know the way I feel | |
Or shall I give up my belief? | |
You' re the lock I' ve never opened | |
' Cause I threw away the key | |
I' m enclosed within my own thoughts | |
That will never set me free | |
You' re the hand that I rejected | |
But I can' t forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
You' re the question to the answer | |
And without there' ll never be | |
Any thought in this direction | |
You' ve created this in me | |
You' re the hand that I rejected | |
But I can' t forgive myself | |
I am selfish and not worthy | |
To think of, even to die for | |
Serenity is taking over all I am, it gives me peace | |
And all I see are visions of my destiny | |
Why should I bleed and pay for the others' greed? | |
We consciously sign our own sentence of death | |
How can you go on, did you forget | |
What we have learned from the past? | |
We can' t go on killing ourselves | |
And with us all the rest | |
Why can' t you see, don' t you regret? | |
Reality is sometimes stranger than fiction | |
Whatever happens in my dreams | |
I know it can' t be worse than this | |
So I prefer to sleep | |
I am alone with all my thoughts | |
Alone without a hope and | |
I lost the thing I needed most | |
I feel I can' t survive this fall |