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• Artiste: Epica
• Titre: Edge Of The Blade
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(Edge of the blade) (Time to break through the anger) (Look for the remains of the everlasting me) Incinerating hands that touched your graceful face In the mysterious ways These scorching scars are last the everlasting visual drains Never minding, and rewinding (Edge of the blade) (Time to break through the anger) (Look for the remains of the everlasting me) Cherish your hunger for resentment and dismay And then come out to play Cascading colors, meticulously I'll wash away Time for choosing, not for losing Defying (defying) the fire (the fire) Reviving within Time to break through Your walls are soaring high They are disarranging the surface And we're tripping in our own lie (Edge of the blade) (Time to break through the anger) (Look for the remains of the everlasting me) Your wish for virtual perfection seems in vain It's trying to evolve Your paragon possessed you in a certain [?] of way No more waiting, no depending Defying (defying) the fire (the fire) Reviving within Time to break through Your walls are soaring high They are disarranging the surface And we're tripping in our own lie Ooh, aah Don't throw your life away Ooh, aah You know the sin Watch your back Now feel the heat Look for the world One more time And why can't you see with open eyes All of us are incomplete? It's time to break through Your walls are soaring high You can even try to break through A perfect state of mind And now you break through You reach beyond the sky You should never, ever burn out The surface is made of light (Edge of the blade) (Time to break through the anger) (Look for the remains of the everlasting me)