| Song | I Have to Die, Goodbye |
| Artist | Lillian Axe |
| Album | Waters Rising |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Blaze | |
| Angels come to earn their wings | |
| Shield me from the pain | |
| I hold so tight | |
| They seem so invisible | |
| The blind can't read without their light | |
| And then the darkness came | |
| And cluttered up my kindness game | |
| Well everyone said, “ | |
| Keep a smile | |
| And sweep your hurt beneath the tile and bow to me” | |
| YeahClipped of wings and forced to fly | |
| All my trust naive weighs me down, down | |
| Like a child deflected sight | |
| Deaf ears can't hear the killing sounds | |
| Robbed of all my sanity the norm was mediocrity | |
| And wise men fell from pedestals | |
| The weak made goblets from their skulls | |
| And came for me | |
| Now, before | |
| I go, I'll let you know a secret | |
| Then maybe you will understand | |
| Staring deep into your soul | |
| A thought could make the torture go | |
| But it seems love never can | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| I lost my faith so long ago | |
| The worthy come, the worthy go to sleep | |
| Resting far beyond the lies they keep | |
| On my tongue a thousand tears | |
| A burning hate that reappears in me | |
| YeahSo now you turn to me, my friend | |
| To try to make me heed my own words | |
| It doesn't work that way | |
| It comes my time, reach ladders | |
| I can't climb | |
| I'll take another way | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| Yeah, ohAngels come to earn their wings | |
| Where were they when | |
| I thought | |
| I could fly? | |
| But they remain invisible | |
| Wonder why we lose our will to fight | |
| Still now the darkness comes | |
| We close the shades, avoid being numb | |
| But through the cracks beneath the door | |
| It finds a way, become its whore | |
| So lay with me, away with me | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye |
| zuo qu : Blaze | |
| Angels come to earn their wings | |
| Shield me from the pain | |
| I hold so tight | |
| They seem so invisible | |
| The blind can' t read without their light | |
| And then the darkness came | |
| And cluttered up my kindness game | |
| Well everyone said, " | |
| Keep a smile | |
| And sweep your hurt beneath the tile and bow to me" | |
| YeahClipped of wings and forced to fly | |
| All my trust naive weighs me down, down | |
| Like a child deflected sight | |
| Deaf ears can' t hear the killing sounds | |
| Robbed of all my sanity the norm was mediocrity | |
| And wise men fell from pedestals | |
| The weak made goblets from their skulls | |
| And came for me | |
| Now, before | |
| I go, I' ll let you know a secret | |
| Then maybe you will understand | |
| Staring deep into your soul | |
| A thought could make the torture go | |
| But it seems love never can | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| I lost my faith so long ago | |
| The worthy come, the worthy go to sleep | |
| Resting far beyond the lies they keep | |
| On my tongue a thousand tears | |
| A burning hate that reappears in me | |
| YeahSo now you turn to me, my friend | |
| To try to make me heed my own words | |
| It doesn' t work that way | |
| It comes my time, reach ladders | |
| I can' t climb | |
| I' ll take another way | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| Yeah, ohAngels come to earn their wings | |
| Where were they when | |
| I thought | |
| I could fly? | |
| But they remain invisible | |
| Wonder why we lose our will to fight | |
| Still now the darkness comes | |
| We close the shades, avoid being numb | |
| But through the cracks beneath the door | |
| It finds a way, become its whore | |
| So lay with me, away with me | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye |
| zuò qǔ : Blaze | |
| Angels come to earn their wings | |
| Shield me from the pain | |
| I hold so tight | |
| They seem so invisible | |
| The blind can' t read without their light | |
| And then the darkness came | |
| And cluttered up my kindness game | |
| Well everyone said, " | |
| Keep a smile | |
| And sweep your hurt beneath the tile and bow to me" | |
| YeahClipped of wings and forced to fly | |
| All my trust naive weighs me down, down | |
| Like a child deflected sight | |
| Deaf ears can' t hear the killing sounds | |
| Robbed of all my sanity the norm was mediocrity | |
| And wise men fell from pedestals | |
| The weak made goblets from their skulls | |
| And came for me | |
| Now, before | |
| I go, I' ll let you know a secret | |
| Then maybe you will understand | |
| Staring deep into your soul | |
| A thought could make the torture go | |
| But it seems love never can | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| I lost my faith so long ago | |
| The worthy come, the worthy go to sleep | |
| Resting far beyond the lies they keep | |
| On my tongue a thousand tears | |
| A burning hate that reappears in me | |
| YeahSo now you turn to me, my friend | |
| To try to make me heed my own words | |
| It doesn' t work that way | |
| It comes my time, reach ladders | |
| I can' t climb | |
| I' ll take another way | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| Yeah, ohAngels come to earn their wings | |
| Where were they when | |
| I thought | |
| I could fly? | |
| But they remain invisible | |
| Wonder why we lose our will to fight | |
| Still now the darkness comes | |
| We close the shades, avoid being numb | |
| But through the cracks beneath the door | |
| It finds a way, become its whore | |
| So lay with me, away with me | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye | |
| Free, roll out to the sea | |
| Martyr out of me as | |
| I sail crucified | |
| Bleed, taking of my seed | |
| Kiss me, turn and leave and then | |
| I have to die, goodbye |