歌词
[Intro, instrumental]
[Verse]
Leucocholy and ennui begotten
Pining still, confined still
The folly of mistakes trodden
Wondering when, thundering within
Leucocholy and ennui begotten
Pining still, confined still
The folly of mistakes trodden
Wondering when, thundering within
After all nothing is as it seems
The darkness is burning me
After all some things are weakness
Constantly turning against me
Consider the times where things were sliding here
How they were better how this is better
Disordered to think how this is my place where
I am going to be when things get better
After all nothing is as it seems
The darkness is burning me
After all some things are weakness
Constantly turning against me
Consider the times where things were sliding here
How they were better how this is better
Disordered to think how this is my place where
I am going to be when things get better
[Outro]
Leucocholy and ennui begotten
Pining still, confined still
The folly of mistakes trodden
Wondering when, thundering within
Consider the times when things were sliding here
How they were better how this is better
Disordered to think how this is my place where
I am going to be when things get better
After all nothing is as it seems
The darkness is burning me
After all some things are weakness
Constantly turning against me
Consider the times when things were sliding here
How they were better how this is better
Disordered to think how this is my place where
I am going to be when things get better
[Outro]
Leucocholy and ennui begotten
Pining still, confined still
The folly of mistakes trodden
Wondering when, thundering within