Sequential Descent - Ophidian I.lrc

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[00:00.000] 作曲 : Daníel Máni Konráðsson/Halldór Símon Thórólfsson/Ragnar Sverrisson/Thórður Hermannsson
[00:05.434]Move
[00:20.685]Move, we head to our oblivion fate
[00:22.184]As the whole world trembles
[00:23.186]They'll whisper your name
[00:24.185]The axial tilt makes not a fractional shield
[00:25.684]Time is moving our way faster than you can kill
[00:27.935]Most will stay and make the hourglass rush
[00:29.435]But we're dead set and making headway to our crust
[00:31.435]Staking, so low I can't thrust
[00:33.184]Enraging those few I can trust
[00:36.684]Leaving
[00:38.185]The reaper off with the blind and break in
[00:41.878]To find lost time, it keeps me shaking
[00:45.628]Hours fighting behest of me and drown
[00:49.379]Maybe the fire will bring me back
[00:50.878]But I'm not taking that chance
[00:53.128]That tightrope dance
[01:45.878]Shy away from the future's eye
[01:51.378]Nothing else will take us there
[01:53.128]I hold, and don't care what it may behold
[01:58.378]But struggle to look past those sights
[02:14.555]Leaving, to see what will become
[02:18.055]Blinding, the cost might be us all
[02:21.305]I'm needing lost time
[02:23.306]To keep me seeking the hours
[02:25.055]That fought behest me
[02:26.805]And fell to the ground
[02:28.555]But I am taking this chance
[02:30.805]This tightrope dance
[04:06.555]Shy away from the future's eye
[04:11.804]Nothing else will take us there
[04:13.805]I hold, and don't care what it may behold
[04:18.805]But struggle to look past those sights

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作曲 : Daníel Máni Konráðsson/Halldór Símon Thórólfsson/Ragnar Sverrisson/Thórður Hermannsson
Move
Move, we head to our oblivion fate
As the whole world trembles
They'll whisper your name
The axial tilt makes not a fractional shield
Time is moving our way faster than you can kill
Most will stay and make the hourglass rush
But we're dead set and making headway to our crust
Staking, so low I can't thrust
Enraging those few I can trust
Leaving
The reaper off with the blind and break in
To find lost time, it keeps me shaking
Hours fighting behest of me and drown
Maybe the fire will bring me back
But I'm not taking that chance
That tightrope dance
Shy away from the future's eye
Nothing else will take us there
I hold, and don't care what it may behold
But struggle to look past those sights
Leaving, to see what will become
Blinding, the cost might be us all
I'm needing lost time
To keep me seeking the hours
That fought behest me
And fell to the ground
But I am taking this chance
This tightrope dance
Shy away from the future's eye
Nothing else will take us there
I hold, and don't care what it may behold
But struggle to look past those sights