| Song | Nebularium |
| Artist | Disarmonia Mundi |
| Album | Nebularium |
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| our life is sometimes a story set in a game level, we never leave until the will dies if our credits were forever forever… and now the time has come | |
| I feel so weak | |
| I was weared out by the wander and | |
| I can’t believe answer’s here in this silent shadow all’s silent in deepest freeze flowing back | |
| I see the steps of my history and their immobility people flowing, looking on and never turn back deepest dreaming hypnotized our steps give rules to time alone in a crowd, likes of me shadows fight against shadows of time alone in a room the end | |
| I can’t see | |
| I cry, just leave me alone it follows near behind alone against the shadows of time | |
| I hear his breath of centuries millennium-old heart pulse be my nebularium save my life from its hold | |
| I slowly turn my look there’s a mirror behind an old man in the reflection the shadow is me |
| our life is sometimes a story set in a game level, we never leave until the will dies if our credits were forever forever and now the time has come | |
| I feel so weak | |
| I was weared out by the wander and | |
| I can' t believe answer' s here in this silent shadow all' s silent in deepest freeze flowing back | |
| I see the steps of my history and their immobility people flowing, looking on and never turn back deepest dreaming hypnotized our steps give rules to time alone in a crowd, likes of me shadows fight against shadows of time alone in a room the end | |
| I can' t see | |
| I cry, just leave me alone it follows near behind alone against the shadows of time | |
| I hear his breath of centuries millenniumold heart pulse be my nebularium save my life from its hold | |
| I slowly turn my look there' s a mirror behind an old man in the reflection the shadow is me |
| our life is sometimes a story set in a game level, we never leave until the will dies if our credits were forever forever and now the time has come | |
| I feel so weak | |
| I was weared out by the wander and | |
| I can' t believe answer' s here in this silent shadow all' s silent in deepest freeze flowing back | |
| I see the steps of my history and their immobility people flowing, looking on and never turn back deepest dreaming hypnotized our steps give rules to time alone in a crowd, likes of me shadows fight against shadows of time alone in a room the end | |
| I can' t see | |
| I cry, just leave me alone it follows near behind alone against the shadows of time | |
| I hear his breath of centuries millenniumold heart pulse be my nebularium save my life from its hold | |
| I slowly turn my look there' s a mirror behind an old man in the reflection the shadow is me |