Souls of the Cold Wind Lyrics
| Song | Souls of the Cold Wind |
| Artist | Hortus Animae |
| Album | Waltzing Mephisto |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hortus Animae, Lucifer | |
| I have travelled, travelled through the coldest of winters. Lashes of wind have hurt my body screaming hymns of the frost and | |
| taking away pieces of my soul, as they stole pieces of other suffering beings... I have slept, slept upon the hardest of stones, | |
| dusted nails have hurt my body, disturbing my dreams with their nightmares... And taking away pieces of my soul... Is the road still | |
| long?... I have cried, cried around the saddest of shores, where the thoughts follow the tide, where the thoughts follow the wind... | |
| Jaws made of water have hurt my body, leaving my flesh naked and weak and my soul's gone with the breeze... "Show me the path, oh | |
| coldest of winds, cause I feel I'm in darkness, I'm afraid and I'm tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." Now I'm going to die, | |
| die in the most 'lone of all thrones, where I could lay my tired body and sing lullabies for my death, hoping the wind gave my | |
| soul to the angels (and the souls of other suffering beings...). |
| zuo qu : Hortus Animae, Lucifer | |
| I have travelled, travelled through the coldest of winters. Lashes of wind have hurt my body screaming hymns of the frost and | |
| taking away pieces of my soul, as they stole pieces of other suffering beings... I have slept, slept upon the hardest of stones, | |
| dusted nails have hurt my body, disturbing my dreams with their nightmares... And taking away pieces of my soul... Is the road still | |
| long?... I have cried, cried around the saddest of shores, where the thoughts follow the tide, where the thoughts follow the wind... | |
| Jaws made of water have hurt my body, leaving my flesh naked and weak and my soul' s gone with the breeze... " Show me the path, oh | |
| coldest of winds, cause I feel I' m in darkness, I' m afraid and I' m tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." Now I' m going to die, | |
| die in the most ' lone of all thrones, where I could lay my tired body and sing lullabies for my death, hoping the wind gave my | |
| soul to the angels and the souls of other suffering beings.... |
| zuò qǔ : Hortus Animae, Lucifer | |
| I have travelled, travelled through the coldest of winters. Lashes of wind have hurt my body screaming hymns of the frost and | |
| taking away pieces of my soul, as they stole pieces of other suffering beings... I have slept, slept upon the hardest of stones, | |
| dusted nails have hurt my body, disturbing my dreams with their nightmares... And taking away pieces of my soul... Is the road still | |
| long?... I have cried, cried around the saddest of shores, where the thoughts follow the tide, where the thoughts follow the wind... | |
| Jaws made of water have hurt my body, leaving my flesh naked and weak and my soul' s gone with the breeze... " Show me the path, oh | |
| coldest of winds, cause I feel I' m in darkness, I' m afraid and I' m tortured by the pain of my open wounds..." Now I' m going to die, | |
| die in the most ' lone of all thrones, where I could lay my tired body and sing lullabies for my death, hoping the wind gave my | |
| soul to the angels and the souls of other suffering beings.... |
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