作曲 : kuatari And as I awoke to the wind and the cold I felt the impact of my dismay I shot up in terror, in hope, my desperations Taking a hold of the reigns
Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Goes the sound of my chest I trip over my feet at the beat of my distress Was this soil of which god himself rests? Had the hand of death finally gotten the best of me? Of little old me, he who was sought to be a savior of thee Of me, of a trembling me, sent to this realm With what to believe? I don't know! Was this a sign, was this a test? The coattails of a sovereignty ascended Had I left behind my flesh? I don't know!
For miles I was surrounded by fields The golden sun beaming as each blade of life kneeled The quality of receptivity blinding brightly in reveal Ichor of new life, my wonder becoming unconcealed I stepped forward into the grass The bowing membrane, servants of the vast Unknown, dragging with me their tide "So onward I'll run, till I reach the light"
Crimson tentacles rooted beneath the soils The boundless observers blooming tendrils, uncoiled Their presence oddly familiar Refractive dormant voiles of nomadic ideology Could they sense my turmoil? Yes, yes, yet they remain watching and still My boots carving through the blades as I ran down that hill The ringing in my ears devoured me, shrill New world revelation, prophecy of none to be fulfilled
[00:00.00] 作曲 : kuatari [00:54.21]And as I awoke to the wind and the cold [00:56.43]I felt the impact of my dismay [00:58.47]I shot up in terror, in hope, my desperations [01:01.13]Taking a hold of the reigns [01:03.00] [01:03.04]Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Goes the sound of my chest [01:05.36]I trip over my feet at the beat of my distress [01:07.58]Was this soil of which god himself rests? [01:09.86]Had the hand of death finally gotten the best of me? [01:13.02]Of little old me, he who was sought to be a savior of thee [01:16.78]Of me, of a trembling me, sent to this realm [01:19.94]With what to believe? I don't know! [01:22.06]Was this a sign, was this a test? [01:23.39]The coattails of a sovereignty ascended [01:24.90]Had I left behind my flesh? I don't know! [01:28.77] [01:29.92]For miles I was surrounded by fields [01:32.43]The golden sun beaming as each blade of life kneeled [01:34.70]The quality of receptivity blinding brightly in reveal [01:37.02]Ichor of new life, my wonder becoming unconcealed [01:39.17]I stepped forward into the grass [01:41.57]The bowing membrane, servants of the vast [01:43.82]Unknown, dragging with me their tide [01:45.88]"So onward I'll run, till I reach the light" [01:48.47] [06:08.07]Crimson tentacles rooted beneath the soils [06:10.11]The boundless observers blooming tendrils, uncoiled [06:12.25]Their presence oddly familiar [06:13.45]Refractive dormant voiles of nomadic ideology [06:15.70]Could they sense my turmoil? [06:16.85]Yes, yes, yet they remain watching and still [06:18.70]My boots carving through the blades as I ran down that hill [06:20.85]The ringing in my ears devoured me, shrill [06:22.39]New world revelation, prophecy of none to be fulfilled
