Sanoja: Nightfall. Aenaon.
Across those bridges far beyond
Once upon I walked, but nevermore
To Roads of marvel some say they lead
Bitter humans who patiently bleed.
I recall the thoughts my mind captured
As from the bridges high I stared the world seemed raptured
My teeth rapidly moved as skin turned red blue
No cold then raped me but the bloody time's crew
I stared at sky, no can't be true
I kissed the earth, no can't be true
I released my will,
I thought I knew, I thought I knew,
But...
Life, slowly fades as the reader turns the page
For this bible of vain morals pray
Life, slowly fades as the reader turns the page
Like a peace of paper in reign.
Live loner and then die
Thee lands you dreamed, so you will find
Thee voice inside me wisely spoke
Hell, vanity's statue my gyues I broke
In state of pleasure now I walk
No saviour's doors I'm forced to knock
My fate is built upon my own
Fools grasp the thorns, I keep the crown.
Life, slowly fades as the reader turns the page
For this bible of vain morals pray
Life, slowly fades as the reader turns the page
Like a peace of paper in reign.
Once upon I walked, but nevermore
To Roads of marvel some say they lead
Bitter humans who patiently bleed.
I recall the thoughts my mind captured
As from the bridges high I stared the world seemed raptured
My teeth rapidly moved as skin turned red blue
No cold then raped me but the bloody time's crew
I stared at sky, no can't be true
I kissed the earth, no can't be true
I released my will,
I thought I knew, I thought I knew,
But...
Life, slowly fades as the reader turns the page
For this bible of vain morals pray
Life, slowly fades as the reader turns the page
Like a peace of paper in reign.
Live loner and then die
Thee lands you dreamed, so you will find
Thee voice inside me wisely spoke
Hell, vanity's statue my gyues I broke
In state of pleasure now I walk
No saviour's doors I'm forced to knock
My fate is built upon my own
Fools grasp the thorns, I keep the crown.
Life, slowly fades as the reader turns the page
For this bible of vain morals pray
Life, slowly fades as the reader turns the page
Like a peace of paper in reign.
Nightfall