Are you the silent choir consorts my nightmares?
All Somnium bleak without you sunshine O morning.
My consort of profound depth roaming in glance euphorias,
Execution your mercy is to leave and never return,
Each somnia visited a grief descends unaccompanied nuclear.
Will you look at me again when listening to this song,
Like all nights all dreams I gazed into your eyes?
The silent summer bathed in sunset blonde arrays,
Handing you the keys to a future of your choice?
In a winter all hysteria proposals muzzled in northern winds,
The busy driveway emptied my chest, plowed my heart.
All paths blanketed in silver flakes of unrepeating purity,
Would you close your eyes and follow my hand?
Frosty leaves waving in quiet winds like another spring,
Ice pillar waterfalls flushing down street purist stream,
Did the maiden heart faded into the sunny days,
Melted ice brought frost bite coldest dates for my life?
You are my daunting flame, my passion, and passions' terminus,
The unspeakable sorrow for my sego submerged in crowds,
Untraceable sighs each queue I waited long,
Each train station, each airport, on each bench of ferry north.
The hushed grief each happy day I gave to world's celebration,
The anguish unconveyed through my songs in the sky.
Each February's fiery pion spreads a different blossom in nights,
Blossom of the night, lantern of the sky,
A peony ascends with my heart, lamentation in a flash.
Would you sing the same song at mine for a present?
Who you may listen, where you may go,
Romanticism by day, each time looking back behind me,
At all they looking are screens, not my eyes.
Using your curiosity and philosophia as fuels,
Your past lone light my soul's flame.
When everyone loves their reflection in the real world,
The common denominator of dream, fantasy and reality,
Only I sought to mold the world,
Save you from the grim redeemer.
It was your mercy to not live in the same world as I,
How do I dare to convey these words to you,
In person, heart to heart?
Are you the silent choir consorts my nightmares?
All Somnium bleak without you chants of nights.
My consort of profound depth roaming in glance euphorias,
Only world we shared built on rocks of words here,
The grim redeemer sole survivor nuclei lone somnia
Coco|Sprout - Rêves et Chagrin Somnia Lyrics
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Are you the silent choir consorts my nightmares?
All Somnium bleak without you sunshine O morning.
My consort of profound depth roaming in glance euphorias,
Execution your mercy is to leave and never return,
Each somnia visited a grief descends unaccompanied nuclear.
Will you look at me again when listening to this song,
Like all nights all dreams I gazed into your eyes?
The silent summer bathed in sunset blonde arrays,
Handing you the keys to a future of your choice?
In a winter all hysteria proposals muzzled in northern winds,
The busy driveway emptied my chest, plowed my heart.
All paths blanketed in silver flakes of unrepeating purity,
Would you close your eyes and follow my hand?
Frosty leaves waving in quiet winds like another spring,
Ice pillar waterfalls flushing down street purist stream,
Did the maiden heart faded into the sunny days,
Melted ice brought frost bite coldest dates for my life?
You are my daunting flame, my passion, and passions' terminus,
The unspeakable sorrow for my sego submerged in crowds,
Untraceable sighs each queue I waited long,
Each train station, each airport, on each bench of ferry north.
The hushed grief each happy day I gave to world's celebration,
The anguish unconveyed through my songs in the sky.
Each February's fiery pion spreads a different blossom in nights,
Blossom of the night, lantern of the sky,
A peony ascends with my heart, lamentation in a flash.
Would you sing the same song at mine for a present?
Who you may listen, where you may go,
Romanticism by day, each time looking back behind me,
At all they looking are screens, not my eyes.
Using your curiosity and philosophia as fuels,
Your past lone light my soul's flame.
When everyone loves their reflection in the real world,
The common denominator of dream, fantasy and reality,
Only I sought to mold the world,
Save you from the grim redeemer.
It was your mercy to not live in the same world as I,
How do I dare to convey these words to you,
In person, heart to heart?
Are you the silent choir consorts my nightmares?
All Somnium bleak without you chants of nights.
My consort of profound depth roaming in glance euphorias,
Only world we shared built on rocks of words here,
The grim redeemer sole survivor nuclei lone somnia
All Somnium bleak without you sunshine O morning.
My consort of profound depth roaming in glance euphorias,
Execution your mercy is to leave and never return,
Each somnia visited a grief descends unaccompanied nuclear.
Will you look at me again when listening to this song,
Like all nights all dreams I gazed into your eyes?
The silent summer bathed in sunset blonde arrays,
Handing you the keys to a future of your choice?
In a winter all hysteria proposals muzzled in northern winds,
The busy driveway emptied my chest, plowed my heart.
All paths blanketed in silver flakes of unrepeating purity,
Would you close your eyes and follow my hand?
Frosty leaves waving in quiet winds like another spring,
Ice pillar waterfalls flushing down street purist stream,
Did the maiden heart faded into the sunny days,
Melted ice brought frost bite coldest dates for my life?
You are my daunting flame, my passion, and passions' terminus,
The unspeakable sorrow for my sego submerged in crowds,
Untraceable sighs each queue I waited long,
Each train station, each airport, on each bench of ferry north.
The hushed grief each happy day I gave to world's celebration,
The anguish unconveyed through my songs in the sky.
Each February's fiery pion spreads a different blossom in nights,
Blossom of the night, lantern of the sky,
A peony ascends with my heart, lamentation in a flash.
Would you sing the same song at mine for a present?
Who you may listen, where you may go,
Romanticism by day, each time looking back behind me,
At all they looking are screens, not my eyes.
Using your curiosity and philosophia as fuels,
Your past lone light my soul's flame.
When everyone loves their reflection in the real world,
The common denominator of dream, fantasy and reality,
Only I sought to mold the world,
Save you from the grim redeemer.
It was your mercy to not live in the same world as I,
How do I dare to convey these words to you,
In person, heart to heart?
Are you the silent choir consorts my nightmares?
All Somnium bleak without you chants of nights.
My consort of profound depth roaming in glance euphorias,
Only world we shared built on rocks of words here,
The grim redeemer sole survivor nuclei lone somnia
Writer: Zorya Wayne
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid