Übersetzung: Hibria. Millennium Quest.
Übersetzung: Hibria. The Faceless In Change.
: The apparition of two faces in disgust Invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive Trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from
'Cause where you're going I'll follow you, follow you And what you're feeling, I'll feel for you, feel for you And what you're hearing, I'm singing for
I don't care for much Got no time to talk I reason all that I came to find And it fuels desire Change the stylus soon Before it wears the grooves Isn
Breathing shallow I'm slippin' away Hanging in the gallows I'm starting to pray How careful it was planned To do away with me So kill me if you can But
Like a cloud ushered in by wind You were just a reaction to my confusion A hybrid of hundreds of troubles People felt us connect and ran for shelter
Everyday is the same Nothing changes Just the names and faces And situations Who made up the rules That we follow? Who's the chosen fool And the fallen
Awake on my airplane Awake on my airplane My skin is bare My skin is theirs Awake on my airplane Awake on my airplane My skin is bare My skin is theirs
If you wanna scream then scream with me, Moments like this never last... When you you breathe you make your bed, and you open up the door... Ooh baby
Instrumental Intro melody - Michael Amott 1st Lead - Michael Amott Lead Melody - Michael Amott 2nd Lead (Slide) - Christopher Amott 3rd Lead - Christopher
Illicit solariums of my nativity A lachrymal tale of how I came to be Starting when aromatic genus Of the marijuana were spliced with the genes of mice
The apparition of two faces in disgust invisible but yet so clear Reflections seen by a fugitive trying to escape the looking glass Blood runs from open
Mon oeillet fixe a votre iris Comme Narcisse je contemple Dans ces miroirs entre vos tempes Le reflet sombre de mes vices Allongee a meme le saule Tout
I would swim across oceans Just to talk with you I would climb a tall mountain Just to look at you I'd give my soul to the devil If you asked me to I
It's cold outside And the paint's peeling off of my walls There's a man outside In a long coat, gray hat, smoking a cigarette Oh oh oh oh Oh oh oh oh
Someone is talking But it's not conversation, Sounds more like a voice in my head. It says 'I live in nightmares I'm the new god of panic And I'm waiting
Here in my car, I feel safest of all I can lock all my doors, it's the only way to live In cars Here in my car, I can only receive I can listen to you
