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作词 : Opeth |
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Beating |
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Heart still beating for the cause |
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Feeding |
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Soul still feeding from the loss |
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Aching |
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Limbs are aching from the rush |
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Fading |
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You are fading from my sight |
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Break of morning, coldness lingers on |
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Shroud me into nightmares of the sun |
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Moving |
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I am moving closer to your side |
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Luring |
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You are luring me into the night |
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Crying |
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Who is crying for you here |
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Dying |
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I am dying fast inside your tears |
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Plunging towards bereavement faster yet |
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Clearing thoughts, my mind is set |
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Devious movement in your eyes |
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Moved me from relief |
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Breath comes out white clouds with your lies |
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And filters through me |
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You're close to the final word |
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You're staring right past me in dismay |
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A liquid seeps from your chest |
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And drains me away |
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Mist ripples round your thin white neck |
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And draws me a line |
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Cold fingers mark this dying wreck |
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This moment is mine |
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Help me cure you |
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Atone for all you've done |
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Help me leave you |
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As all the days are gone |
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Devious movement in your eyes |
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Moved me from relief |
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Breath comes out white clouds with your lies |
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And filters through me |
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You're close to the final word |
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You're staring right past me in dismay |
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A liquid seeps from your chest |
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And drains me away |
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Mist ripples round your thin white neck |
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And draws me a line |
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Cold fingers mark this dying wreck |
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This moment is mine |
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Night falls again |
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Taking what's left of me |
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Slight twist, shivering corpse |
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Ornated with water, fills the cracks |
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Clasped in my lims by tradition |
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This is all you need |
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