| 作曲 : Peersen | |
| To the coast, but not across | |
| Static sanctuary | |
| Longing for the heart of the changer | |
| Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
| The vultures above, they know, they've seen him linger here | |
| Where the barren land meets sea; the mother and the reaper | |
| The irony of... | |
| Sorrow kept close | |
| Hanging head | |
| Gaze upon the waters and turn back again | |
| Like so many times before | |
| Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
| Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
| He came without a face | |
| ...And a promise of belonging | |
| So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
| Bleak and never-ending the pages | |
| I'd like to see what lies beyond | |
| Dissolving ink in salt water | |
| Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
| To the coast but not across | |
| Had some strange days then walked back | |
| To the coast but not across | |
| Longing for the heart of the changer | |
| Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
| The vultures above, they know, they've seen him linger here | |
| Where the barren land meets the sea; the mother and the reaper | |
| The irony of... | |
| Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
| Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
| He came without a face | |
| ...And a promise of belonging | |
| So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
| Bleak and never-ending the pages | |
| I'd like to see what lies beyond | |
| Dissolving ink in salt water | |
| Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
| Black clad back into the all over again |
| zuo qu : Peersen | |
| To the coast, but not across | |
| Static sanctuary | |
| Longing for the heart of the changer | |
| Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
| The vultures above, they know, they' ve seen him linger here | |
| Where the barren land meets sea the mother and the reaper | |
| The irony of... | |
| Sorrow kept close | |
| Hanging head | |
| Gaze upon the waters and turn back again | |
| Like so many times before | |
| Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
| Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
| He came without a face | |
| ... And a promise of belonging | |
| So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
| Bleak and neverending the pages | |
| I' d like to see what lies beyond | |
| Dissolving ink in salt water | |
| Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
| To the coast but not across | |
| Had some strange days then walked back | |
| To the coast but not across | |
| Longing for the heart of the changer | |
| Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
| The vultures above, they know, they' ve seen him linger here | |
| Where the barren land meets the sea the mother and the reaper | |
| The irony of... | |
| Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
| Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
| He came without a face | |
| ... And a promise of belonging | |
| So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
| Bleak and neverending the pages | |
| I' d like to see what lies beyond | |
| Dissolving ink in salt water | |
| Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
| Black clad back into the all over again |
| zuò qǔ : Peersen | |
| To the coast, but not across | |
| Static sanctuary | |
| Longing for the heart of the changer | |
| Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
| The vultures above, they know, they' ve seen him linger here | |
| Where the barren land meets sea the mother and the reaper | |
| The irony of... | |
| Sorrow kept close | |
| Hanging head | |
| Gaze upon the waters and turn back again | |
| Like so many times before | |
| Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
| Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
| He came without a face | |
| ... And a promise of belonging | |
| So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
| Bleak and neverending the pages | |
| I' d like to see what lies beyond | |
| Dissolving ink in salt water | |
| Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
| To the coast but not across | |
| Had some strange days then walked back | |
| To the coast but not across | |
| Longing for the heart of the changer | |
| Chained to the past, a dream of liberation | |
| The vultures above, they know, they' ve seen him linger here | |
| Where the barren land meets the sea the mother and the reaper | |
| The irony of... | |
| Riders on the horizon with darkness in tow | |
| Too painful to let go of the fear, too strong the ties | |
| He came without a face | |
| ... And a promise of belonging | |
| So I caved and gave way to this vision | |
| Bleak and neverending the pages | |
| I' d like to see what lies beyond | |
| Dissolving ink in salt water | |
| Wrecked and laughing at the skies and the open sea | |
| Black clad back into the all over again |
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