| Song | An Evil Shade of Grey |
| Artist | Cemetary |
| Album | An Evil Shade of Gray |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Lodmalm | |
| I am one with sorrow from the tree of grief | |
| I fall... into the shadows of an evil shade of grey | |
| A taste of tears is flowing down my tongue like memories of days when the world was new and | |
| I was young | |
| Nowadays my garden is pale and the trees bear fruit no more but so is life they say of age the colours fade away | |
| As time pass by in this twilight land | |
| I wish the winds would take my hand and lead me into the cosmic halls to carve my name within its walls | |
| But the winds will fail as the ways are of night to blow out my candle of forsaken light for they are the winds of a daytime dream from the land where shadow gleam in silent tears | |
| I wish to close my eyes and the world leave behind without goodbyes | |
| But so it shall not be and that | |
| I have always known for on the tree of grief my fruit has grown |
| zuo ci : Lodmalm | |
| I am one with sorrow from the tree of grief | |
| I fall... into the shadows of an evil shade of grey | |
| A taste of tears is flowing down my tongue like memories of days when the world was new and | |
| I was young | |
| Nowadays my garden is pale and the trees bear fruit no more but so is life they say of age the colours fade away | |
| As time pass by in this twilight land | |
| I wish the winds would take my hand and lead me into the cosmic halls to carve my name within its walls | |
| But the winds will fail as the ways are of night to blow out my candle of forsaken light for they are the winds of a daytime dream from the land where shadow gleam in silent tears | |
| I wish to close my eyes and the world leave behind without goodbyes | |
| But so it shall not be and that | |
| I have always known for on the tree of grief my fruit has grown |
| zuò cí : Lodmalm | |
| I am one with sorrow from the tree of grief | |
| I fall... into the shadows of an evil shade of grey | |
| A taste of tears is flowing down my tongue like memories of days when the world was new and | |
| I was young | |
| Nowadays my garden is pale and the trees bear fruit no more but so is life they say of age the colours fade away | |
| As time pass by in this twilight land | |
| I wish the winds would take my hand and lead me into the cosmic halls to carve my name within its walls | |
| But the winds will fail as the ways are of night to blow out my candle of forsaken light for they are the winds of a daytime dream from the land where shadow gleam in silent tears | |
| I wish to close my eyes and the world leave behind without goodbyes | |
| But so it shall not be and that | |
| I have always known for on the tree of grief my fruit has grown |