作词 : Crusado Orchestra 作曲 : Crusado Orchestra At the time she promised, the amiable goddess curved her lip cape On her head t’was the crown made of trembling stars and gloom poppy High on the mysterious realm, she came down along the clouding road Slowly, drifting down, she was in front of me She lifted the hair, and the gorgeous face was drawing closer In silence, she kissed on my lips, and eyes We’re running in the Asphodel Meadows. Far beyond the hurtling carriage, and the sun moving backward The sky was changing in the swirling clouds The high-rise, once was a castle, built in the dusk, turned into a forest When the dream drifted to the sea of stars, Dyeing the repentance with the innocent color Woods on earth were toward the holy spirits Their blood was permeating on the sky When the bitter sea surged to the universe Pious hands were trapped in the maze Light from the death, guided me to this place Fiery affection flew to the paradise for dead Sink to sleep, fairies tired of singing The bards had protected, sunlight from the truth It would be always shining, the grass and door leaf far, far away It covered the mortal world, my friends In universe, a smiling planet Golden rivers twined the golden panes Time was singing in laugh. The night, would never fall Thou granted those deceased bodies euphonic charm in forests. Nightingales were singing in noon, resting on the gate lock of Maria’s home I was sleeping, though my soul was awake Staring at the decaying arms and petals, and the prophecy blossoming on branch At this moment, angels opened the gate of heaven Wielding the swords, sighting Healing the blinds. I soothed the wounds in the edge of chessboard And the king was pierced by the befalling legions Those on the land were singing the folk of the plague Aroma from the asphodel pervaded away. Again, I saw a melancholy poet Taking the funeral wrong for a wedding Satyr’s chorus was stopped He kissed the golden figures along the dead wagon All the rotting bodies were turning cold Thy souls would return to the sky vault My love, don’t get lost in the garden of thearchy Great lions and a two-headed phoenix, Shattering thousands of suns. Angels fold wings, to eclipse their half cheeks, My slaves as the mourners’ praying Raising the Gestion of Invitation, Over the Corona possessed By the beast of Omni-Purity. Now we mount gentlely – Along a Aerial Ladder. The shadows casted, Shrouding the quarry between cosmos. Kings fled from the flood of rage, Rising those to Annu’s Theatre. But thou and I will survive, Against the Peirasmos by Cherubim Conjuring the waves of Cherub Returning to the original continent, We ascend, To the aeon flames in the universe. When you and the frigid, slept in the fragile bier I stepped up waking through the innocence When you and the hymn showered to the shining glory I left along, sitting in the twilight
作词 : Crusado Orchestra 作曲 : Crusado Orchestra At the time she promised, the amiable goddess curved her lip cape On her head t’was the crown made of trembling stars and gloom poppy High on the mysterious realm, she came down along the clouding road Slowly, drifting down, she was in front of me She lifted the hair, and the gorgeous face was drawing closer In silence, she kissed on my lips, and eyes We’re running in the Asphodel Meadows. Far beyond the hurtling carriage, and the sun moving backward The sky was changing in the swirling clouds The high-rise, once was a castle, built in the dusk, turned into a forest When the dream drifted to the sea of stars, Dyeing the repentance with the innocent color Woods on earth were toward the holy spirits Their blood was permeating on the sky When the bitter sea surged to the universe Pious hands were trapped in the maze Light from the death, guided me to this place Fiery affection flew to the paradise for dead Sink to sleep, fairies tired of singing The bards had protected, sunlight from the truth It would be always shining, the grass and door leaf far, far away It covered the mortal world, my friends In universe, a smiling planet Golden rivers twined the golden panes Time was singing in laugh. The night, would never fall Thou granted those deceased bodies euphonic charm in forests. Nightingales were singing in noon, resting on the gate lock of Maria’s home I was sleeping, though my soul was awake Staring at the decaying arms and petals, and the prophecy blossoming on branch At this moment, angels opened the gate of heaven Wielding the swords, sighting Healing the blinds. I soothed the wounds in the edge of chessboard And the king was pierced by the befalling legions Those on the land were singing the folk of the plague Aroma from the asphodel pervaded away. Again, I saw a melancholy poet Taking the funeral wrong for a wedding Satyr’s chorus was stopped He kissed the golden figures along the dead wagon All the rotting bodies were turning cold Thy souls would return to the sky vault My love, don’t get lost in the garden of thearchy Great lions and a two-headed phoenix, Shattering thousands of suns. Angels fold wings, to eclipse their half cheeks, My slaves as the mourners’ praying Raising the Gestion of Invitation, Over the Corona possessed By the beast of Omni-Purity. Now we mount gentlely – Along a Aerial Ladder. The shadows casted, Shrouding the quarry between cosmos. Kings fled from the flood of rage, Rising those to Annu’s Theatre. But thou and I will survive, Against the Peirasmos by Cherubim Conjuring the waves of Cherub Returning to the original continent, We ascend, To the aeon flames in the universe. When you and the frigid, slept in the fragile bier I stepped up waking through the innocence When you and the hymn showered to the shining glory I left along, sitting in the twilight
