was told; wastelands of sorrow, i welcome all i receive blood before tears, you will see cold and redundant, i deserve everything i get what joy, want for nothing sweet rapture
译文: 被提. 告别.
, Because you are so hollow.? Wash away, Wash away, Your sins and your mistakes... Upon the collapse, Of destiny incarnate, Release your self, Into your rapture. Farewell
(Blissmaster's Ball in the Hall of Twilight) opus 36, Bb-minor And the visionary paints black on black grey on grey it's sad farewell and chronos won
We part for ever from today Farewell beloved one And I unto may death your way Will shun I care not now where you may go You can no more bereave me Today
always will Farewell to false pretension Farewell to hollow words Farewell to fake affection Farewell, tomorrow burns Farewell to false pretension Farewell to hollow words Farewell to fake affection Farewell
higher to hit the ground See divided earth as reflections Debris of mankind under desperation Rise higher and higher to hit the ground To hit the ground Bid farewell
We part for ever from today Farewell beloved one And I, unto may death, your way Will shun. I care not now where you may go You can no more bereave
Voiceless, wasted I came this far to drag you down And watch you take your turn (Chorus) Farewell to false pretension Farewell to hollow words Farewell to fake affection Farewell
the silence moves with every beast. Beneath them sits the wrath of their sickness No Mercy,No Pity, wind swept sands of the blistering light. Farewell
[(Blissmaster's Ball in the Hall of Twilight) opus 36, Bb-minor] And the visionary paints black on black grey on grey it's sad farewell and chronos won
, and we drained her blood, then forgetting her face, and hide from everyone? to breathe, to conquer, to linger, to utilize the ignorant herd In rapture
one rise higher and higher to hit the ground see divided earth as reflections: debris of mankind under desperation rise higher and higher to hit the ground bid farewell
To admire the beauty of the dawn is to greet the eternal sleep Yet with open arms I concede this loss, yet gain Farewell to life and love and farewell
[(Blissmaster's Ball in the Hall of Twilight) opus 36, Bb-minor] And the visionary paints black on black grey on grey it's sad farewell and chronos
is horizon bound an abandoned grave is bathing ever so softly in the fallen glowing full moon light the grave abandoned in the wake of rapture no
