Where have all the heroes gone
That used to bleed for us
Still holding on to fading lullabies
And fear the end when every note is lost
How can we know
If a glance beyond the shadow on the wall
Could free our souls
In the wake behind the virtuous we carry on
While listening to the poetry of lies
And darkened by the prosperous we carry on
As ignorance of human life subsides
They left us behind and broke our pride
They told us to be brave
But like an insect drawn to light
We circle around the radiance of truth
How can we know
If a glance beyond the shadow on the wall
Could free our souls
In the wake behind the virtuous we carry on
While listening to the poetry of lies
And darkened by the prosperous we carry on
As ignorance of human life subsides
I am you
You are me
Feel the grace
I set you free
I am the empire
[The Broken:]
I am learning to crawl
Denying the fall
In time I'll stand again
I am bare to the skin
I'm refusing to give in
You can't break my heart again
But I try
I keep trying
And I dying to forgive
All the matters is what's going to be
I try
I keep trying
I am dying to forgive
I am you
You are me
In the wake behind the virtuous we carry on
While listening to the poetry of lies
And darkened by the prosperous we carry on
As ignorance of human life subsides
klausant Ulver. Įdomu tai, kad Death beveik išimtinai klausausi vasarą, labai retai kitu metų laiku. Bet kuo Death man tokie vasariški, aš niekaip nepaaiškinčiau
Man tai Opeth visada puikiai eina. Apskritai galvojau, kad turiu kažkokias muzikines preferencijas pagal dienos orą ar metų laikus, bet turbūt tai tik saviįtaiga. Galvodavau, kad Ulver man yra visiška žiemos muzika, bet ne vieną vasarą esu save pagavęs
Būkim biedni, bet teisingi - niekas per dainų profilius nevaikšto į dienoraščius Tai buvo tiesiog įdomi statistinė trivia, iš kurios mažai naudos ir tiek