- 歌詞
- アルバムリスト
The Gathering
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On Most Surfaces (Inuit)
The frost hits me in the eye and wakes me these are blury winters and I cannot see
I walk into the white light of the snow when the sun comes I break it with my shadow which tales me where I go
The frost hits me in the eye and wakes me
もっと沢山の歌詞は ※ Mojim.com I am the snow falling down on you I tear up your face with my frost And make you run to somewhere warm When I come I see you get away I burst out about your emptyness
The frost hits me in the eye and wakes me these are blury winters and I cannot see
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