Beauty of the Beast: Long Lost Love / One More Night to Live / Christabel

Beauty of the Beast: Long Lost Love / One More Night to Live / Christabel的吉他谱

Beauty Of The Beast
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Beauty of the Beast: Long Lost Love / One More Night to Live / Christabel的歌词

Beauty Of The Beast

Trees have dropped their leaves,
Clouds their waters
All this burden is killing me

Distance is covering your way,
Tears your memory
All this beauty is killing me

Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
So aware,
What should be lost is there

I fear I will never find anyone
I know my greatest pain is yet to come
Will we find each other in the dark
My long lost love

Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
So aware,
What should be lost is there

Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
So aware,
What should be lost is there

Oh, do you care,
I still feel for you
So aware,
What should be lost is there


Safely away from the world
In a dream, timeless domain
A child, dreamy eyed
Mother's mirror, father's pride

I wish I could come back to you
Once again feel the rain
Falling inside me
Cleaning all that I've become

My home is far but the rest it lies so close
With my long lost love under the black rose
You told I had the eyes of a wolf
Search them and find the beauty of the beast

All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes
I wish I had one more night to live

A saint blessed me, drank me deeply
Spitting out the misery in me
Still a sinner rapes 1000 saints
Sharing the same hell with me

Sanest choice in the insane world:
Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers

Sanest choice in the insane world:
Beware the beast but enjoy the feast he offers

All of my songs can only be composed of the greatest of pains
Every single verse can only be born of the greatest of wishes
I wish I had one more night to live


"Oh, sweet Christabel. Share with me your poem.
For I know now, I'm a puppet on this silent stage show.
I'm but a poet who failed his best play.
A Dead Boy, who failed to write an ending
To each of his poems."