Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Beyond Good and Evil, artist - Third Realm. Album song Beyond Good and Evil, in the genre Индастриал
Date of issue: 01.05.2012
Record label: darkTunes
Song language: English
Beyond Good and Evil |
Cut My Roots As I Walk Through The Garden Of Despair |
Collect My Brightest Dreams, And Dull The Spell Inside With Care |
Dividing Boundaries Of Life And Death, I Bring To You The Wicked |
The Demented, The Bleeding Hearts, The Tortured Souls |
Let Us Not Be Vague With Our Sacrifices, I Stand Before You With Tears Of Joy |
Tears Of Sadness, Drain The Horror From The Beautiful Fountain |
I Have Faced The Poison Of The Shadows And Blessed The Fear With Graceful |
Understanding |
Let Their Valley’s Be Green, In The Mental Dominion, I Guard The Thoughts Of |
The Fallen |
Angel, The Morning Star, The Light Bearer, And Filtered The Sins Of Your |
Disciples |
For The Only Sins Were Dressed In Evil Gowns, Covering The Truth Of The Innocent |
I Plead Guilty For The Sake Of Humanity, I Am The Reason You Were Put To Death |
The Days Are Growing Cold, Our Hearts Are Buried In The Snow |
As Summer Dies, The Leaves Begin To Fall Like Tears On The Face Of An Empty |
Person |
Memories Entering Minds Of A Time Filled With Understanding And Less |
Complication |
A Night Reminiscent Of Happier Times Consumes The Earth As The Wind Blows |
Taking Away The |
Pain We Feel In The Air, And Now The Days Grow Cold Like The Relationships We |
Once |
Had, Limited Sunshine Becomes More Consistent As The Chill Of Winters |
Introduction |
Sets Its Stage Upon Our Dying Feelings, Soon, Our Land Is Covered In Snow |
Masking The |
Flowers We Planted Like The Way Anger And Hurt Masks Love, These Are Seasons |
Similar |
To The Cycle Of Ones Soul, As Happiness Dies, Annoyance And Bitterness Sets In, |
Soon |
The Gloominess Of Depression Digs Its Fangs Into Your Heart, Sometimes It Lets |
Go And |
The Happiness Is Allowed To Return Only To Be Taken Away Yet Again |
The Cycle Of Life, The Cycle Of Pain, The Reality Of A Painful Conclusion |
The Days Are Growing Cold, Our Hearts Are Buried In The Snow |