The Love From A Dead Orchestra Lyrics
| Song | The Love From A Dead Orchestra |
| Artist | Versailles |
| Album | Lyrical Sympathy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| The black sea traces the howling of the wind | |
| In these intervals | |
| The memories, changed into roses, started to follow the present | |
| Inside the picture, the beasts hurt each other | |
| And they hand the memories over to the darkness | |
| Why do these days refuse to stop like this | |
| And turn people into something ugly? | |
| This melody will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| They should disappear | |
| I'm alienated from the connection | |
| From fascination to expectation | |
| I can't divide the phrases | |
| The historical facts are drawn | |
| Those fingertips will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| People pierce their hearts with loneliness | |
| While I'm staring at the roses, the melody of death flows | |
| Ah should it fall down | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I'll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| I'll come through, in the midst of this snow | |
| The god of death is now born | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I'll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose |
| The black sea traces the howling of the wind | |
| In these intervals | |
| The memories, changed into roses, started to follow the present | |
| Inside the picture, the beasts hurt each other | |
| And they hand the memories over to the darkness | |
| Why do these days refuse to stop like this | |
| And turn people into something ugly? | |
| This melody will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| They should disappear | |
| I' m alienated from the connection | |
| From fascination to expectation | |
| I can' t divide the phrases | |
| The historical facts are drawn | |
| Those fingertips will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| People pierce their hearts with loneliness | |
| While I' m staring at the roses, the melody of death flows | |
| Ah should it fall down | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I' ll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| I' ll come through, in the midst of this snow | |
| The god of death is now born | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I' ll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose |
| The black sea traces the howling of the wind | |
| In these intervals | |
| The memories, changed into roses, started to follow the present | |
| Inside the picture, the beasts hurt each other | |
| And they hand the memories over to the darkness | |
| Why do these days refuse to stop like this | |
| And turn people into something ugly? | |
| This melody will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| They should disappear | |
| I' m alienated from the connection | |
| From fascination to expectation | |
| I can' t divide the phrases | |
| The historical facts are drawn | |
| Those fingertips will turn into a blue tranquility | |
| People pierce their hearts with loneliness | |
| While I' m staring at the roses, the melody of death flows | |
| Ah should it fall down | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I' ll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| I' ll come through, in the midst of this snow | |
| The god of death is now born | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| No matter how often I kill it, my body returns from the dead | |
| If these thoughts reach I' ll get rid of everything | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose | |
| Disappear Burn The ugly me | |
| I just want to bloom like the flawless rose |
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