| Song | Stories Untold |
| Artist | Tulus |
| Album | Biography Obscene |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hilde, Tulus | |
| Above the colourless cold, | |
| Through the winds of the shivering night. | |
| Stories obscure and untold | |
| Carried by ravens in flight. | |
| Finding and keeping the truth, | |
| Hiding the grief in their hearts. | |
| Stories of aged and of youth, | |
| Of the child, where the history starts. | |
| Circling the woods and the time, | |
| Finding the tale of the gatherer. | |
| Searching the gruesome, the crime, | |
| Uncovering acts of the torturer. | |
| They darken the sky, | |
| Mendaciousthey fly, | |
| Darken the sky, | |
| Wordless they die. | |
| Chasing the uncovered trails, | |
| Never losing the scent. | |
| Observing the goulish details, | |
| Knowing, their only ontent. | |
| Eyes on the frostbitten land, | |
| Moonlight on feathers like gold. | |
| A simple and silent command, | |
| The stories will never be told. |
| zuo qu : Hilde, Tulus | |
| Above the colourless cold, | |
| Through the winds of the shivering night. | |
| Stories obscure and untold | |
| Carried by ravens in flight. | |
| Finding and keeping the truth, | |
| Hiding the grief in their hearts. | |
| Stories of aged and of youth, | |
| Of the child, where the history starts. | |
| Circling the woods and the time, | |
| Finding the tale of the gatherer. | |
| Searching the gruesome, the crime, | |
| Uncovering acts of the torturer. | |
| They darken the sky, | |
| Mendaciousthey fly, | |
| Darken the sky, | |
| Wordless they die. | |
| Chasing the uncovered trails, | |
| Never losing the scent. | |
| Observing the goulish details, | |
| Knowing, their only ontent. | |
| Eyes on the frostbitten land, | |
| Moonlight on feathers like gold. | |
| A simple and silent command, | |
| The stories will never be told. |
| zuò qǔ : Hilde, Tulus | |
| Above the colourless cold, | |
| Through the winds of the shivering night. | |
| Stories obscure and untold | |
| Carried by ravens in flight. | |
| Finding and keeping the truth, | |
| Hiding the grief in their hearts. | |
| Stories of aged and of youth, | |
| Of the child, where the history starts. | |
| Circling the woods and the time, | |
| Finding the tale of the gatherer. | |
| Searching the gruesome, the crime, | |
| Uncovering acts of the torturer. | |
| They darken the sky, | |
| Mendaciousthey fly, | |
| Darken the sky, | |
| Wordless they die. | |
| Chasing the uncovered trails, | |
| Never losing the scent. | |
| Observing the goulish details, | |
| Knowing, their only ontent. | |
| Eyes on the frostbitten land, | |
| Moonlight on feathers like gold. | |
| A simple and silent command, | |
| The stories will never be told. |