Dark Tranquillity - Edenspring

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Time conceals itself in error
when all is turned to lie
of blissful rapture flee from me
the liquid light shares its grandeur
the spring of eden shall never run dry
Creation holds its breath

Tomorrow is no friend of mind
Drench logic - drence judgment
awake - every sense is new

For we know no tomorrow
and yesterday appears in fragmentary form

What now must burn
shall with newfound strangh emerge
drift through my eyes
Bacchi gates bid me welcome

Drench logic
Drench judgment

So drink from the fountain everlasting...drown

With these eyes
the land can no longer decieve us

He cried into nothing with the voice of his soul
New logic brought upon the remains of his land
the land decieves

Bacchi gates bid me welcome

Inne utwory

  • Punish my heaven
  • Haven
  • Void of tranquillity
  • Feast of burden
  • Undo control
  • Emptier still
  • The treason wall
  • Cornered
  • Nether novas
  • Auctioned
  • Tidal tantrum
  • In tears bereaved
  • Lethe
  • Exposure
  • The same
  • Day to end
  • The wonders at your feet
  • Dissolution factor red
  • Damage done

    • Losowe utwory

    Licking cream

    Corrupt my hope
    In joyous hell
    Between the lines
    Lick the cream that smells

    I wish you weren t so beautiful in my eyes
    (crawling down your spine to make you stay)
    I wish you weren t so beautiful in my eyes
    (covering your eyes to make you pay)

    The switch

    Could you push your button?
    Could you feel that switch?
    Could you push your button, like you rub an itch?
    Can you find that button?
    Can you find that switch?
    Can you keep on pressing?
    When you here the click.

    Can you...

    Feast of burden

    Scars torn open
    bondage slave
    eating my wrists

    a thrust that numbs the pain
    secondary now the instinct
    thrust beyond control
    chaotic are the tracks before me
    barren are the ones behind
    carried in a cage controlling

    driven on,...

    Nietykalni

    Gdy razem szli, objęci w pół
    tak nietykalni jak profil chmur
    w jej oczach żal i ogień w nim
    gdy nietykalni przez miasto szli
    mieli świat u swych stóp, głowy pośród chmur
    te obloki niosły ich, setki spojrzeń złych
    ciężkich jak tony słów, chciałeś ści¹gnać je w dół
    gonił ich...

    Pain becomes me

    All this time, I ve been dreaming of it
    All this time, it s been haunting in my head
    Tempting me, inviting me
    To fall asleep in its arms
    To fall from grace
    To breathe its ever dimming dusk

    Through my eyes, you could see the hurt I crave
    Through...