Inner Sanctum - Celtic Frost.lrc

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[00:00.00] 作曲 : Thomas Gabriel Fischer/Martin Stricker
[01:01.35]Sleep brings no joy to me
[01:02.13]Remembrance never dies
[01:05.49]My soul is given to misery
[01:07.74]And lives in sighs ...
[01:09.96]The shadows of the dead,
[01:11.67]My waken eyes may never see,
[01:13.89]Surround my bed
[01:15.78]That from which they sprung - eternity
[01:17.16]Beneath the turf
[01:17.49]The silent dead
[01:43.11]Sleep brings no wish to knit
[01:47.28]My harrassed heart beneath
[01:47.88]My only wish is to forget
[01:49.38]In the sleep of death
[01:51.48]Death is my joy
[01:53.49]I long to be at rest
[01:55.65]I wish the damp earth covered
[01:57.75]This desolate brest
[01:58.95]Beneath the mould
[02:21.57]The silent dead
[02:21.93]But the glad eyes around us
[02:22.86]Must weep as we have done
[02:27.21]And we must see the same gloom
[02:30.48]Eclipse their morning sun
[02:44.97]Oh not for them - Should we despair
[02:51.06]The grave is drear - But they're not there
[02:56.61]Their dust is mingled - With the sod
[03:02.37]Their pale souls - Are gone, to god
[04:32.07]Well, may they live in ecstasy
[04:32.76]Their long eternity of joy
[04:33.30]At least I wouldn't bring them down
[04:37.50]With me to weep, to groan
[04:39.51]And what's the future
[04:40.92]A sea beneath the cloudless sun
[04:44.70]A mighty, glorious, dazzling sea
[04:46.80]Stretching into infinity
[04:57.51]My inner sanctum
[05:00.36]R.I.P
文本歌词
作曲 : Thomas Gabriel Fischer/Martin Stricker
Sleep brings no joy to me
Remembrance never dies
My soul is given to misery
And lives in sighs ...
The shadows of the dead,
My waken eyes may never see,
Surround my bed
That from which they sprung - eternity
Beneath the turf
The silent dead
Sleep brings no wish to knit
My harrassed heart beneath
My only wish is to forget
In the sleep of death
Death is my joy
I long to be at rest
I wish the damp earth covered
This desolate brest
Beneath the mould
The silent dead
But the glad eyes around us
Must weep as we have done
And we must see the same gloom
Eclipse their morning sun
Oh not for them - Should we despair
The grave is drear - But they're not there
Their dust is mingled - With the sod
Their pale souls - Are gone, to god
Well, may they live in ecstasy
Their long eternity of joy
At least I wouldn't bring them down
With me to weep, to groan
And what's the future
A sea beneath the cloudless sun
A mighty, glorious, dazzling sea
Stretching into infinity
My inner sanctum
R.I.P