Letra de Osanaki Hi No Wakare - Gift Eternal Raindow
Osanaki Hi No Wakare
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Our vices nick like the prick from a pin,
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds,
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
You're stepping down from this
White walled, stair well.
You're staring the beast in the eye
As he stalks your every motion.
Each step's a crack in your foundation.
That you've worked so hard to build.
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin,
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds,
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold,
A grip of yourself.
You're moving backwards in time.
In this ensemble of titans
You're only a mouse,
Playing the notes all too soon.
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin,
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds,
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold,
A grip of yourself.
You've been here,
You know it all too well.
Just take it in,
The bitter taste of hell.
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin,
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds,
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold,
A grip of yourself.
We're awaiting the crescendo,
The ending credits.
Osanaki Hi No Wakare
por Gift Eternal Raindow
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin,
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds,
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
You're stepping down from this
White walled, stair well.
You're staring the beast in the eye
As he stalks your every motion.
Each step's a crack in your foundation.
That you've worked so hard to build.
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin,
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds,
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold,
A grip of yourself.
You're moving backwards in time.
In this ensemble of titans
You're only a mouse,
Playing the notes all too soon.
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin,
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds,
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold,
A grip of yourself.
You've been here,
You know it all too well.
Just take it in,
The bitter taste of hell.
Our vices nick like the prick from a pin,
(tearing away at your fibers)
A stitch in time to heal these wounds,
(rebuilding your life in patchwork)
Just get a hold,
A grip of yourself.
We're awaiting the crescendo,
The ending credits.
