| Song | Weave Their Barren Path |
| Artist | Fragments of Unbecoming |
| Album | Sterling Black Icon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Fragments Of Unbecoming ... | |
| Redefining wishes of your past - behold the realm. | |
| Dream by hellspawn withering the mold. | |
| We do not dare the distrust but a wielding life, | |
| Scourged from these displeasing eyes. | |
| No more shelter given from their path. | |
| Disclosure draining skywards - onward and never to be stopped! | |
| I was born to reign and weave their barren path, | |
| A solitude eternally bereaved. | |
| [Chorus:] | |
| Weave their barren path - surrounded by disconclusioned minds. | |
| Weave their barren path - retaining all their illuminating rays. | |
| Pray - another words offence, | |
| Stalkers thread - yet felt intense. | |
| Raise - another open end, leaving all my source intent. | |
| Pray - another words offence, | |
| Stalkers thread - not felt intense. | |
| Raise - another gory end, leaving not my source intent. | |
| Pathway all in vain... | |
| Signs of their hell - forever thou molasting. | |
| Carving the stone - embarrassing in slowly (felt) torment, | |
| Disparaged voices tell. | |
| You will never reach the light, undo - or you will burn for me! | |
| My wastelands... | |
| Forgive me - for I have sinned, break me free from my barren path. | |
| Dead dreamers - no one can take them far from me. | |
| Await my voluntary(ness) with deception. | |
| Reborn reality - so faint, mesmerized and buried nowhere, | |
| So free me from your weaving arts! | |
| [Chorus] | |
| Pray - another words offence ..... [repeat] | |
| Pathway all in vain ..... [repeat] |
| zuo qu : Fragments Of Unbecoming ... | |
| Redefining wishes of your past behold the realm. | |
| Dream by hellspawn withering the mold. | |
| We do not dare the distrust but a wielding life, | |
| Scourged from these displeasing eyes. | |
| No more shelter given from their path. | |
| Disclosure draining skywards onward and never to be stopped! | |
| I was born to reign and weave their barren path, | |
| A solitude eternally bereaved. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Weave their barren path surrounded by disconclusioned minds. | |
| Weave their barren path retaining all their illuminating rays. | |
| Pray another words offence, | |
| Stalkers thread yet felt intense. | |
| Raise another open end, leaving all my source intent. | |
| Pray another words offence, | |
| Stalkers thread not felt intense. | |
| Raise another gory end, leaving not my source intent. | |
| Pathway all in vain... | |
| Signs of their hell forever thou molasting. | |
| Carving the stone embarrassing in slowly felt torment, | |
| Disparaged voices tell. | |
| You will never reach the light, undo or you will burn for me! | |
| My wastelands... | |
| Forgive me for I have sinned, break me free from my barren path. | |
| Dead dreamers no one can take them far from me. | |
| Await my voluntary ness with deception. | |
| Reborn reality so faint, mesmerized and buried nowhere, | |
| So free me from your weaving arts! | |
| Chorus | |
| Pray another words offence ..... repeat | |
| Pathway all in vain ..... repeat |
| zuò qǔ : Fragments Of Unbecoming ... | |
| Redefining wishes of your past behold the realm. | |
| Dream by hellspawn withering the mold. | |
| We do not dare the distrust but a wielding life, | |
| Scourged from these displeasing eyes. | |
| No more shelter given from their path. | |
| Disclosure draining skywards onward and never to be stopped! | |
| I was born to reign and weave their barren path, | |
| A solitude eternally bereaved. | |
| Chorus: | |
| Weave their barren path surrounded by disconclusioned minds. | |
| Weave their barren path retaining all their illuminating rays. | |
| Pray another words offence, | |
| Stalkers thread yet felt intense. | |
| Raise another open end, leaving all my source intent. | |
| Pray another words offence, | |
| Stalkers thread not felt intense. | |
| Raise another gory end, leaving not my source intent. | |
| Pathway all in vain... | |
| Signs of their hell forever thou molasting. | |
| Carving the stone embarrassing in slowly felt torment, | |
| Disparaged voices tell. | |
| You will never reach the light, undo or you will burn for me! | |
| My wastelands... | |
| Forgive me for I have sinned, break me free from my barren path. | |
| Dead dreamers no one can take them far from me. | |
| Await my voluntary ness with deception. | |
| Reborn reality so faint, mesmerized and buried nowhere, | |
| So free me from your weaving arts! | |
| Chorus | |
| Pray another words offence ..... repeat | |
| Pathway all in vain ..... repeat |