I do not believe Azureis gateway shuts ordering to leave Highest I am, with this splendid colour There is no secret, mysteryis in here I know the all azure landscapes
fall deeper into sleep Our dreams become fake reality I wake, I hope, I'm on my way to a coast Where I know the roads like The back of my hand Familiar landscapes
the air with accident Limits pursuance Long lost but not forgotten Manipulation's sudden crush Sugar coats the compliment And those scars in the landscape
attention In life the knife now is the saviour We disregard conception Fever landscapes shape our heartaches Media interest feeds the interest Fever landscapes
ll ride over the great cliffs Into the sea We won't saddle up again We won't run the track again No more shots or medicine Run with me Across gray lunar landscapes
feel like I stayed home and slept. No one is here and my progress goes unchecked, but on this night. I can't lift this up. I wander through these blank landscapes
deeper into sleep and our dreams become fake reality i wake, i hope. I'm on my way, to a coast where I know the roads like the back of my hand familiar landscapes
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now Walking on alone through the grey Shattered view escapes my sight Contemplate just for awhile I know I'm dying now Slowly merging into landscapes
翻訳: Arathorn. OウルティマPrivire Asupra LupteiディンTinuturile Transilvaniei(の風景オーバーArmageddish表示.
翻訳: UP、ロック. 発熱の風景.
翻訳: Yahwe Mutabo. 風景の傷.
翻訳: 新たにファウンドグローリー. 身近な風景.
a dying day, dusk setting over woods centuries old The starlit sky, the zenith moon, so pale Cold wintry light, ignite with crystal fires these landscapes