to the legacy of loss and shards of life And cling close to the legacy of loss and shards of life Cling close to the legacy of loss and shards of life
elusive dream like those that sip through the fingers of the mind. Entranceways of possibility take on a warm effulgence through shards of the sphere
call of cthulhu as i'm recording here in this studio this shard will surely reach someone, someone who'll know but all these messages have been in vain
I stand engulfed by the moon-magic of a winter eve's dream, Enraptured by bloodlust, and nine fire-gems ablaze, I am beckoned by sylph-spells and the
(hold my ground) I saved your letters and I put them in a box I kept the flowers that you gave to me on valentines I kept a secret star hidden in my soul
The life's torn from you, there is nowhere to turn You're all alone, you feel hollow and empty Nothing you do can suppress the heartache that you feel
live is gone Pure life has been cast into total darkness of your hatred Her eyes seek the death of you Her heart is stabbed with this shard of glass
[M: Dilian Arnaudov; L: Tinko Georgiev & Dilian Arnaudov] People are talking about moral and ethics They always have compassion on us They teach us how
译文: Sagoth，球. 水晶碎片.
译文: 空中花园. 碎片在生活.
译文: 流浪狗. 碎片在生活.
译文: 总站. 碎片在我的皮肤.
to live is gone Pure life has been cast into total darkness of your hatred Her eyes seek the death of you Her heart is stabbed with this shard of glass
Call of cthulhu as i'm recording here in this studio this shard will surely reach someone, someone who'll know but all these messages have been in vain
