Lyrics In Flames - 5. Lord Hypnos
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I lie in your soothing arms, lord Hypnos
your garment alive with your song
I lie in your soothing arms, lord Hypnos
Steep the spiral to your far abode
in the wake of slumber, on visions I rode
and fell like history through the chasm of ages
into the charged, forbidden zones
How I have searched
through a million worlds and faces
yet unaware, I have not found
my own true face, traceless and profound
So, find me in these grandiose halls
where long ago summers eternally fall
and tune the strings of truthful longing
to the frozen music of gods
Hypnagoniaґs lucid horizons
play with the yearning Iґve quelled
as I strike towards the Pantheon
and what therein is held
Я лежу в Вашем успокоительном оружии, лорде Хипносе
Ваш предмет одежды, изобилующий Вашей песней
Я лежу в Вашем успокоительном оружии, лорде Хипносе
Погрузите спираль к своему далекому местожительству,
вслед за дремотой на видениях я поехал
и упал как история через пропасть возрастов
в заряженные, запрещенные зоны
Как я искал
через миллион миров и лиц
все же не сознающий, я не нашел
мое собственное истинное лицо, traceless и глубокий
Так, найдите меня в этих грандиозных залах
где давно лета вечно падают
и настройте последовательности правдивой тоски
к замороженной музыке богов
Ясные горизонты Хипнэгонии
игра с тоской я подавил
поскольку я ударяю к Пантеону
и что там проведено
your garment alive with your song
I lie in your soothing arms, lord Hypnos
Steep the spiral to your far abode
in the wake of slumber, on visions I rode
and fell like history through the chasm of ages
into the charged, forbidden zones
How I have searched
through a million worlds and faces
yet unaware, I have not found
my own true face, traceless and profound
So, find me in these grandiose halls
where long ago summers eternally fall
and tune the strings of truthful longing
to the frozen music of gods
Hypnagoniaґs lucid horizons
play with the yearning Iґve quelled
as I strike towards the Pantheon
and what therein is held
Я лежу в Вашем успокоительном оружии, лорде Хипносе
Ваш предмет одежды, изобилующий Вашей песней
Я лежу в Вашем успокоительном оружии, лорде Хипносе
Погрузите спираль к своему далекому местожительству,
вслед за дремотой на видениях я поехал
и упал как история через пропасть возрастов
в заряженные, запрещенные зоны
Как я искал
через миллион миров и лиц
все же не сознающий, я не нашел
мое собственное истинное лицо, traceless и глубокий
Так, найдите меня в этих грандиозных залах
где давно лета вечно падают
и настройте последовательности правдивой тоски
к замороженной музыке богов
Ясные горизонты Хипнэгонии
игра с тоской я подавил
поскольку я ударяю к Пантеону
и что там проведено
I lie in your soothing arms, lord Hypnos
your garment alive with your song
I lie in your soothing arms, lord Hypnos
Steep the spiral to your far abode
in the wake of slumber, on visions I rode
and fell like history through the chasm of ages
into the charged, forbidden zones
How I have searched
through a million worlds and faces
yet unaware, I have not found
my own true face, traceless and profound
So, find me in these grandiose halls
where long ago summers eternally fall
and tune the strings of truthful longing
to the frozen music of gods
Hypnagoniaґs lucid horizons
play with the yearning Iґve quelled
as I strike towards the Pantheon
and what therein is held
I lie in your soothing weapon, Lord Hypnos
Your garment teeming with your song
I lie in your soothing weapon, Lord Hypnos
Dip the spiral to your distant abode,
following the dozing on visions I drove
and fell like a story across an abyss of ages
to charged, forbidden areas
As i was looking for
through a million worlds and faces
still unconscious, I did not find
my own true face, traceless and deep
So find me in these grand halls
where long summers forever fall
and set up true melancholy sequences
to the frozen music of the gods
Clear Horizons of Hipnagonia
game with longing I crushed
as i hit the pantheon
and what was done there
your garment alive with your song
I lie in your soothing arms, lord Hypnos
Steep the spiral to your far abode
in the wake of slumber, on visions I rode
and fell like history through the chasm of ages
into the charged, forbidden zones
How I have searched
through a million worlds and faces
yet unaware, I have not found
my own true face, traceless and profound
So, find me in these grandiose halls
where long ago summers eternally fall
and tune the strings of truthful longing
to the frozen music of gods
Hypnagoniaґs lucid horizons
play with the yearning Iґve quelled
as I strike towards the Pantheon
and what therein is held
I lie in your soothing weapon, Lord Hypnos
Your garment teeming with your song
I lie in your soothing weapon, Lord Hypnos
Dip the spiral to your distant abode,
following the dozing on visions I drove
and fell like a story across an abyss of ages
to charged, forbidden areas
As i was looking for
through a million worlds and faces
still unconscious, I did not find
my own true face, traceless and deep
So find me in these grand halls
where long summers forever fall
and set up true melancholy sequences
to the frozen music of the gods
Clear Horizons of Hipnagonia
game with longing I crushed
as i hit the pantheon
and what was done there