Thou Bade Nothingness Lyrics

	作曲 : Maensibu, Mäensibu, Tenetz
	In times, when
	I fain of a season itcs chill hold me wist, of an unknown reason
	Greyness upon streams parlous and cool
	Sheer the light which reflects from
	Plenilune
	Ready to tale stars of wan, as both forwandered, and loath the ways thee all ran astounded
	So did thine glaive rust with wind and water so terrified of fallow thee roamed to gutter
	Perhaps the fragments of thine willing skin saw no reflections of, what it called a bale king
	Neither have
	Fall's shades descended to leaves
	Of no nightbird's ashes belong to mine needs
	Together a battle raged between moon, likely the escorts of an velvect son.
	One lode led to forhungered wood, the frith were dark and thus thou run
	As I see nothing but mere piece of meat, trying to achieve as vision holds lack.
	Hanging upon wold, not wist the made plead,
	Twisting in gloam, this path fares not back...
	Thus...Of no nightbird's ashes shall
	I devour.

	zuo qu : Maensibu, M ensibu, Tenetz
	In times, when
	I fain of a season itcs chill hold me wist, of an unknown reason
	Greyness upon streams parlous and cool
	Sheer the light which reflects from
	Plenilune
	Ready to tale stars of wan, as both forwandered, and loath the ways thee all ran astounded
	So did thine glaive rust with wind and water so terrified of fallow thee roamed to gutter
	Perhaps the fragments of thine willing skin saw no reflections of, what it called a bale king
	Neither have
	Fall' s shades descended to leaves
	Of no nightbird' s ashes belong to mine needs
	Together a battle raged between moon, likely the escorts of an velvect son.
	One lode led to forhungered wood, the frith were dark and thus thou run
	As I see nothing but mere piece of meat, trying to achieve as vision holds lack.
	Hanging upon wold, not wist the made plead,
	Twisting in gloam, this path fares not back...
	Thus... Of no nightbird' s ashes shall
	I devour.

	zuò qǔ : Maensibu, M ensibu, Tenetz
	In times, when
	I fain of a season itcs chill hold me wist, of an unknown reason
	Greyness upon streams parlous and cool
	Sheer the light which reflects from
	Plenilune
	Ready to tale stars of wan, as both forwandered, and loath the ways thee all ran astounded
	So did thine glaive rust with wind and water so terrified of fallow thee roamed to gutter
	Perhaps the fragments of thine willing skin saw no reflections of, what it called a bale king
	Neither have
	Fall' s shades descended to leaves
	Of no nightbird' s ashes belong to mine needs
	Together a battle raged between moon, likely the escorts of an velvect son.
	One lode led to forhungered wood, the frith were dark and thus thou run
	As I see nothing but mere piece of meat, trying to achieve as vision holds lack.
	Hanging upon wold, not wist the made plead,
	Twisting in gloam, this path fares not back...
	Thus... Of no nightbird' s ashes shall
	I devour.

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