| Song | The clouding |
| Artist | Iced Earth |
| Album | Framing Armageddon (Something wicked Pt.1) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Schaffer | |
| As I awake I have no memory of this | |
| Who I am, where I'm from, why do I exist? | |
| This strange beauty surrounds me | |
| But where I am confounds me | |
| I see others who appear the same as me | |
| A look of loss in their eyes, adrift aimlessly | |
| What's the point? What does it all mean? | |
| Who am I? Show me a purpose please | |
| Take this sense of wonder | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please tell me I am not alone and lost here | |
| That there is something that's made me feel this way | |
| Take this sense of sadness | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please give me something that's familiar | |
| A friendly touch, a memorable embrace | |
| I try to speak but empty eyes stare back at me | |
| Twisted tongues segregate, factions are forming | |
| I'll stay with those that resemble me | |
| To survive this harsh reality | |
| As the days pass most have gone their own way | |
| Nomadic tribes discover life | |
| On a world that seems so strange | |
| But still I want answers | |
| What's the point? What does all this mean? | |
| Take this sense of wonder | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please tell me I am not alone and lost here | |
| That there is something that's made me feel this way | |
| Take this sense of sadness | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please give me something that's familiar | |
| A friendly touch, a memorable embrace | |
| Lies, the human core is lies | |
| We wiped their minds, cleaned the slate | |
| The Clouding did divide | |
| Fate, we sealed human fate | |
| Now they're ours throughout all time | |
| To manipulate | |
| Never trust in the motives of man | |
| They failed to evolve in Mother Nature's plan | |
| And though they seem safe | |
| In this early clouded state | |
| The nature of their heresy | |
| Has proven quite innate | |
| Pain, mankind will know pain | |
| For their crimes on our kind | |
| They'll never be the same | |
| Death, they will know death | |
| Suffering for centuries | |
| At war with every breath | |
| Never trust in the motives of man | |
| They failed to evolve in Mother Nature's plan | |
| And though they seem safe | |
| In this early clouded state | |
| The nature of their heresy | |
| Has proven quite innate |
| zuo ci : Schaffer | |
| As I awake I have no memory of this | |
| Who I am, where I' m from, why do I exist? | |
| This strange beauty surrounds me | |
| But where I am confounds me | |
| I see others who appear the same as me | |
| A look of loss in their eyes, adrift aimlessly | |
| What' s the point? What does it all mean? | |
| Who am I? Show me a purpose please | |
| Take this sense of wonder | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please tell me I am not alone and lost here | |
| That there is something that' s made me feel this way | |
| Take this sense of sadness | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please give me something that' s familiar | |
| A friendly touch, a memorable embrace | |
| I try to speak but empty eyes stare back at me | |
| Twisted tongues segregate, factions are forming | |
| I' ll stay with those that resemble me | |
| To survive this harsh reality | |
| As the days pass most have gone their own way | |
| Nomadic tribes discover life | |
| On a world that seems so strange | |
| But still I want answers | |
| What' s the point? What does all this mean? | |
| Take this sense of wonder | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please tell me I am not alone and lost here | |
| That there is something that' s made me feel this way | |
| Take this sense of sadness | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please give me something that' s familiar | |
| A friendly touch, a memorable embrace | |
| Lies, the human core is lies | |
| We wiped their minds, cleaned the slate | |
| The Clouding did divide | |
| Fate, we sealed human fate | |
| Now they' re ours throughout all time | |
| To manipulate | |
| Never trust in the motives of man | |
| They failed to evolve in Mother Nature' s plan | |
| And though they seem safe | |
| In this early clouded state | |
| The nature of their heresy | |
| Has proven quite innate | |
| Pain, mankind will know pain | |
| For their crimes on our kind | |
| They' ll never be the same | |
| Death, they will know death | |
| Suffering for centuries | |
| At war with every breath | |
| Never trust in the motives of man | |
| They failed to evolve in Mother Nature' s plan | |
| And though they seem safe | |
| In this early clouded state | |
| The nature of their heresy | |
| Has proven quite innate |
| zuò cí : Schaffer | |
| As I awake I have no memory of this | |
| Who I am, where I' m from, why do I exist? | |
| This strange beauty surrounds me | |
| But where I am confounds me | |
| I see others who appear the same as me | |
| A look of loss in their eyes, adrift aimlessly | |
| What' s the point? What does it all mean? | |
| Who am I? Show me a purpose please | |
| Take this sense of wonder | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please tell me I am not alone and lost here | |
| That there is something that' s made me feel this way | |
| Take this sense of sadness | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please give me something that' s familiar | |
| A friendly touch, a memorable embrace | |
| I try to speak but empty eyes stare back at me | |
| Twisted tongues segregate, factions are forming | |
| I' ll stay with those that resemble me | |
| To survive this harsh reality | |
| As the days pass most have gone their own way | |
| Nomadic tribes discover life | |
| On a world that seems so strange | |
| But still I want answers | |
| What' s the point? What does all this mean? | |
| Take this sense of wonder | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please tell me I am not alone and lost here | |
| That there is something that' s made me feel this way | |
| Take this sense of sadness | |
| Make it go away | |
| Please give me something that' s familiar | |
| A friendly touch, a memorable embrace | |
| Lies, the human core is lies | |
| We wiped their minds, cleaned the slate | |
| The Clouding did divide | |
| Fate, we sealed human fate | |
| Now they' re ours throughout all time | |
| To manipulate | |
| Never trust in the motives of man | |
| They failed to evolve in Mother Nature' s plan | |
| And though they seem safe | |
| In this early clouded state | |
| The nature of their heresy | |
| Has proven quite innate | |
| Pain, mankind will know pain | |
| For their crimes on our kind | |
| They' ll never be the same | |
| Death, they will know death | |
| Suffering for centuries | |
| At war with every breath | |
| Never trust in the motives of man | |
| They failed to evolve in Mother Nature' s plan | |
| And though they seem safe | |
| In this early clouded state | |
| The nature of their heresy | |
| Has proven quite innate |