| Song | Uneven Like Clouds |
| Artist | Cadaveria |
| Album | In Your Blood |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Cadaveria | |
| Earth, warmth, death. | |
| Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis | |
| waiting for all is adjusted | |
| trying to justify the difference. | |
| They are asking me to act without being. | |
| Mood sensitive to variations, | |
| To air and fire's vibrations. | |
| Keep your honour and will unshakable | |
| Direct your thought to powerful stars, | |
| towards imposing aims, | |
| towards great concrete spheres. | |
| Why do things happen? | |
| Why is it always so difficult? | |
| Why is it always so complicated? | |
| Perpendicular presences undermine my concentration, | |
| Disturb, interfere, | |
| Generate hysteria and misunderstanding. | |
| Ironical... my regret is my source of energy. | |
| I feel impulse to proceed | |
| I feel impulse to be. | |
| Clouds, clouds, but branches are still dressed with leaves | |
| And for me it is still time of Spring | |
| Undisputed. | |
| Clouds... |
| zuo qu : Cadaveria | |
| Earth, warmth, death. | |
| Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis | |
| waiting for all is adjusted | |
| trying to justify the difference. | |
| They are asking me to act without being. | |
| Mood sensitive to variations, | |
| To air and fire' s vibrations. | |
| Keep your honour and will unshakable | |
| Direct your thought to powerful stars, | |
| towards imposing aims, | |
| towards great concrete spheres. | |
| Why do things happen? | |
| Why is it always so difficult? | |
| Why is it always so complicated? | |
| Perpendicular presences undermine my concentration, | |
| Disturb, interfere, | |
| Generate hysteria and misunderstanding. | |
| Ironical... my regret is my source of energy. | |
| I feel impulse to proceed | |
| I feel impulse to be. | |
| Clouds, clouds, but branches are still dressed with leaves | |
| And for me it is still time of Spring | |
| Undisputed. | |
| Clouds... |
| zuò qǔ : Cadaveria | |
| Earth, warmth, death. | |
| Time wasted in building inconsistent hypothesis | |
| waiting for all is adjusted | |
| trying to justify the difference. | |
| They are asking me to act without being. | |
| Mood sensitive to variations, | |
| To air and fire' s vibrations. | |
| Keep your honour and will unshakable | |
| Direct your thought to powerful stars, | |
| towards imposing aims, | |
| towards great concrete spheres. | |
| Why do things happen? | |
| Why is it always so difficult? | |
| Why is it always so complicated? | |
| Perpendicular presences undermine my concentration, | |
| Disturb, interfere, | |
| Generate hysteria and misunderstanding. | |
| Ironical... my regret is my source of energy. | |
| I feel impulse to proceed | |
| I feel impulse to be. | |
| Clouds, clouds, but branches are still dressed with leaves | |
| And for me it is still time of Spring | |
| Undisputed. | |
| Clouds... |