Your native language

عربي

Arabic

عربي

简体中文

Chinese

简体中文

Nederlands

Dutch

Nederlands

Français

French

Français

Deutsch

German

Deutsch

Italiano

Italian

Italiano

日本語

Japanese

日本語

한국인

Korean

한국인

Polski

Polish

Polski

Português

Portuguese

Português

Română

Romanian

Română

Русский

Russian

Русский

Español

Spanish

Español

Türk

Turkish

Türk

Українська

Ukrainian

Українська
User Avatar

Som


Interface


Nível de dificuldade


Sotaque



Interface de linguagem

pt

Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Política de cookies   |   Suporte   |   FAQ
1
cadastre-se / faça login
Lyrkit

doar

5$

Lyrkit

doar

10$

Lyrkit

doar

20$

Lyrkit

E/ou me apoie nas redes sociais. redes:


Lyrkit YouTube Lyrkit Instagram Lyrkit Facebook
Shadow Of Intent

Underneath A Sullen Moon

 

Underneath A Sullen Moon

(álbum: Melancholy - 2019)


The ether realm declares the world but a stage
A coldly calculated transformation to the grave
Onward we follow, herded as slaves
Collectively lapsing into the land of flame

Alas, the truth has been presented before my eyes
I've been unbound from the shackles of faith
No longer lead to believe there is hope beyond this world
The rope starts to sway
No longer lead to believe there is hope beyond this world
The rope starts to sway

The voices died one by one as they called my name
Wept until the body could no longer feel the pain
And naught a thing to blame
Trapped in a shell of excessive disdain

Under the moonlight I yield
For I am not enslaved
But one of many of those who kneel
The reasons, the answers will follow me to the grave
Under the moonlight I yield
Venture beyond and prepare the final phase

Now I look beyond the black eclipse
The macrocosm of the divine

The sullen moon pulls at my soul, a beckoning for relinquishment
Like the tides under lunar influence
The urge is relentless
I venture beyond

The voices died one by one as they called my name
Wept until the body could no longer feel the pain
And naught a thing to blame
Trapped in a shell of excessive disdain

Under the moonlight I yield
For I am not enslaved
But one of many of those who kneel
The veil beyond cries my name

I have left behind all that I love and all who commit
My soul in the hands of destiny
Briefly embracing the chill of dimethyltryptamine
A struggle for many is the end of the few
A cancer that no mortal man can elude
I hang in my sorrow with no dispute
Just know I'm sorry, I swear to you

feito

Você adicionou todas as palavras desconhecidas dessa música?