| Song | The Last Bewitchment |
| Artist | Penumbra |
| Album | The Last Bewitchment |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Dorjan, Penumbra | |
| Body lies on the floor | |
| Very sick complexion | |
| Movements drive your lips | |
| No more words and no more breath | |
| I can feel my tears | |
| Running on my cheeks | |
| I can feel my reason | |
| Leaving my body | |
| I can feel spirits | |
| Turning above me | |
| My will is not very powerful | |
| And my consciousness is fading out | |
| To a world of dreams and grief | |
| To the world of no return | |
| With my ultimate forces | |
| To life I cross the door | |
| I wake up in your arms | |
| But I can't move | |
| Pallid eyes, stare away | |
| Soul jammed, between two worlds | |
| A lot of bewitch cries | |
| In an infernal circle | |
| This light | |
| I can touch | |
| It's the way of return | |
| This ligth is going out | |
| To the world of no return | |
| I stand as a wolf | |
| Trying to break the spell | |
| Your soul's in time | |
| Lastly your gaze at me | |
| You in your dreams you are lost | |
| And all these silent questions | |
| I will not answer | |
| Cause they suggest your fall |
| zuo qu : Dorjan, Penumbra | |
| Body lies on the floor | |
| Very sick complexion | |
| Movements drive your lips | |
| No more words and no more breath | |
| I can feel my tears | |
| Running on my cheeks | |
| I can feel my reason | |
| Leaving my body | |
| I can feel spirits | |
| Turning above me | |
| My will is not very powerful | |
| And my consciousness is fading out | |
| To a world of dreams and grief | |
| To the world of no return | |
| With my ultimate forces | |
| To life I cross the door | |
| I wake up in your arms | |
| But I can' t move | |
| Pallid eyes, stare away | |
| Soul jammed, between two worlds | |
| A lot of bewitch cries | |
| In an infernal circle | |
| This light | |
| I can touch | |
| It' s the way of return | |
| This ligth is going out | |
| To the world of no return | |
| I stand as a wolf | |
| Trying to break the spell | |
| Your soul' s in time | |
| Lastly your gaze at me | |
| You in your dreams you are lost | |
| And all these silent questions | |
| I will not answer | |
| Cause they suggest your fall |
| zuò qǔ : Dorjan, Penumbra | |
| Body lies on the floor | |
| Very sick complexion | |
| Movements drive your lips | |
| No more words and no more breath | |
| I can feel my tears | |
| Running on my cheeks | |
| I can feel my reason | |
| Leaving my body | |
| I can feel spirits | |
| Turning above me | |
| My will is not very powerful | |
| And my consciousness is fading out | |
| To a world of dreams and grief | |
| To the world of no return | |
| With my ultimate forces | |
| To life I cross the door | |
| I wake up in your arms | |
| But I can' t move | |
| Pallid eyes, stare away | |
| Soul jammed, between two worlds | |
| A lot of bewitch cries | |
| In an infernal circle | |
| This light | |
| I can touch | |
| It' s the way of return | |
| This ligth is going out | |
| To the world of no return | |
| I stand as a wolf | |
| Trying to break the spell | |
| Your soul' s in time | |
| Lastly your gaze at me | |
| You in your dreams you are lost | |
| And all these silent questions | |
| I will not answer | |
| Cause they suggest your fall |