Black Roses for the Wicked One - Elvenking.mp3

Black Roses for the Wicked One - Elvenking.mp3
Black Roses for the Wicked One-Elvenking (无损音质) 专享
[00:00.00] [00:32.40]Like...
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[00:32.40]Like a poisoned apple
[00:34.88]A little taste of her is sweet but deadly
[00:39.43]Her carriage leaves
[00:41.07]Before the midnight hour and then she fades away
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[00:49.00]A crown of thorns he wears to override
[00:52.32]The lightness of their whining
[00:55.43]Down to delirium
[00:57.62]He finds his way to crawl once every other day
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[01:03.28]Empty now I feel, even when I should be full of myself
[01:09.51]I'm addicted to the misery that rots inside
[01:16.00]
[01:16.30]Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me
[01:22.05]So open up your heart and come to the other side
[01:25.71]Bring black roses for the wicked one
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[01:28.81]He can dominate the pain
[01:31.03]As the ravages his love with sorrow
[01:35.13]Midian is where they'll spend their quarantine
[01:38.49]Among the other freaks
[01:41.63]
[01:42.57]Empty now I feel, even when I should be full of myself
[01:48.91]I'm addicted to the misery that rots inside
[01:54.87]
[01:55.66]Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me
[02:01.21]So open up your heart and come to the other side
[02:04.85]Bring black roses for the wicked one
[02:08.12]I wasn't made for loving you, 'cause I belong to this stormy night
[02:14.61]Of laudanum, of sulphur, blood and a touch of death
[02:18.30]Bring black roses for the wicked one
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[03:02.39]Don't waste away all your sympathy
[03:06.42]On a fallen soul like me
[03:11.36]There are not such things as miracles
[03:14.90]Pain will always stand by me
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[03:18.69]Someday someway you will get to see
[03:22.93]There's no haughtiness in me
[03:27.70]No redemption and no deliverance
[03:30.95]So get the hell away from me
[03:36.72](Guitar solo: Raphael)
[03:52.81]Scary, cold as the freezing snow, this is how you might consider me
[03:59.00]So open up your heart and come to the other side
[04:02.48]Bring black roses for the wicked one
[04:06.10]I wasn't made for loving you, 'cause I belong to this stormy night
[04:12.59]Of laudanum, of sulphur, blood and a touch of death
[04:15.85]Bring black roses for the wicked one
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