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弹唱：涛李TAOLEE

Once there were trees full of birds

Meadow lands vibrant with flowers

Carefree the songs our children once sang

Gilding our minutes and hours

Clouds came and covered the sun

The breath of a baleful unease

Turning to ashes flowers in the fields

Silenced the birds in their trees

Hidden so deep in veils of deceit

Imprisoned in twisting spells

Are we the plaything of fiends or merely the dreams

That we're telling ourselves

Telling ourselves

Strive till the phantoms are broken

Fight till the battle is done

The squadrons of night can't conquer the day

Nor shadows extinguish the sun

Stories of danger fearless attack

Spectres of plague and pain

All of these ghosts of our own delusions come back

And we'll be haunted again

Haunted again

For tho the storms are over and past

Tho the thunder's rage is quieted at last

Well this nightmare's laid me down in the rags here to mourn

Here to mourn

The night has left us crippled with grief

As we strive to keep alive our belief

But a loss so great

it clouds all our hopes

for the dawn

Imprisoned in twisting spells

Are we the plaything of fiends or merely the dreams

That we're telling ourselves

Telling our stories of danger fearless attack

Spectres of plague and pain

All of these ghosts of our own delusions come back

Have we been fighting in vain fighting in v