Arenna - Metamorphosis in Ic [0,9168 g/cm3] | Текст песни

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• Arenna
• Metamorphosis in Ic [0,9168 g/cm3]

You want to make it right
& cast away.
You're far from trying.
Your walks don't feel so long these days
& it feels like crying
Running miles away.
You will rise in time
& you'll have to learn to meditate.

Waiting for me
Old, old tree
Waiting for me

This snake's a'slidin'
Will come from Hell
Inside the hour of the midnight
To fight against the pain.
Walk out the second phase,
Good premonitions save.
We're in another day
Where sun is a'lightin'.
Your powerlessness
Meets your eyes.
Is this some kind of race
Of tears running wild?

Change is the third phase.
Will come from shame
In the side of a moment's second
When in the moment of the age
Remember everyday
Good premonitions fade.
Surrender to the day
Where fire is the a'light
When a sparrow in it's flight
Turns to ice.
Is this some kind of race
Of tears running wild?