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• Artiste: Disillusion
• Titre: Too Many Broken Cease Fires
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Counting sheep leaps But keep the gun while in dreams in the sun Some reason in our tedious Inn Our tedious Inn. I know they'll come for me I'm sure this won't end peacefully they'll not come peacefully I know they'll come for me And all I'll do is laugh ... Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow Nursed with tears and boredom, uncounted broken hopes I know they'll come for me I know they will be back for me I know they'll come for me And all I'll do is laugh ... It is written in my eyes Cast into my forehead A smile just won't disguise The end of all your pale dreams It is written in my eyes Cast into my forehead A smile just won't disguise The end of all our pale dreams The scent of lilies is sweeping though the room Descent of joyful days but now they are in bloom I know they'll come for me I see this won't end peacefully I know they'll come for me And all I'll do is laugh It is written in your eyes Cast into your forehead A smile just won't disguise The end of all your pale dreams It is written in your eyes Cast into your forehead A smile just won't disguise The end of all your pale dreams Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow Nursed with tears and lies, myriads of broken hopes Our garden bears a morbid seed to grow Nursed with tears and lies, myriads of broken hopes Whatever we have done it all came down to whispers Forgotten. Gone. A long lapsed fierce embrace What happened here, what happened then, the scope grew thin, glares narrowed in Whatever we have done it all came down to whispers Now let me go and face the insult. Now let me go and face the insult. Now let me go and face the insult. Now let me go and face the insult. Now let me go and face the insult. Now let me go. It is written in my eyes Cast into my forehead A smile just won't disguise The end of all your pale dreams It is written in your eyes Cast into your forehead A smile just won't disguise The end of all your pale dreams