Esta é a versão antiga da Dying Days. A nova versão está em http://dyingdays.net. Estamos gradualmente migrando o conteúdo deste site antigo para o novo. Até o término desse trabalho, a versão antiga da Dying Days continuará disponível aqui em http://v1.dyingdays.net.


discografia,
letras e reviews:

* principal
* complementar

letras traduzidas
Home | Bandas | Letras | Reviews | MP3 | Fale Conosco

Letras: The Secret of Elena's Tomb

1. Mach Schau
2. All Saints Day
3. Crowning Of a Heart
4. Counting Off the Days
5. Intelligence


Mach Schau

We had a mod-fuck jubilee
To celebrate our broken hearts
We carved tombs from the rocks and stones
And transformed them into art

We gave the plot a twist
Blew the past a kiss
Turned it upside down
To quench fiending lips

Freak sons and forgotten ones
Who disappeared before the Flood
Tell-tale signs of our thoughts and minds
Have been encoded into blood

We spun the wheels of the Armageddon
Just to see what it would bring
With blood and rain it will spin again
Let the voice of judgment sing: Mach Schau!


All Saints Day

It was All Saints Day
Wind and rain hit my face
Ripped apart from lack of grace
Now so torn

You never said
All of this would end so strange
Walk to a church across the bridge
Find my shame

Never been the type to confess
It all seemed to waste away
When your double-tongued mouth opens wide
Everybody knows you can't hide forever

November fades
Never could put this mind to rest
Step in the cold and on the mess
Felling scorned

I found myself
Hinting with nothing to give or show
Never gave or cared (a care), until now
Now it's late

Never been the type to confess
It all seemed to waste away
When your double-tongued mouth opened wide
Everybody knows you can't hide forever

Pariah prophet faltering way too much
Crazed crusades got me in a crux
Like a mute without a voice
With a bottle in my hand, make some noise

It was All Saints Day...


Crowning of a Heart

Crowning of a heart, textures and shades
A bitter London night on the motorway
You looked so divine, back in the seat
Wicked desires ablaze in me

Back inside the house, into the room
Watching as the lights slowly fade from view
Couldn’t even talk, what could you say?
Every thought just racing away.

Crowning of a heart, textures and shades
Crescents in her eyes as we gaze away.


Counting off the Days

Eyes obscured, by those bangs
Sun is shielded, by your shades
Kick it on the corner
Leather coat and safety pins
You got some (?) news
And you smoke your (?) cools
And it's 1977

You were rugged/rocking out of town
Will last night ring in your ears?
(With last night ringing in your ears)
Kids are hopped up now
They are ready to go

In this burned out, shell of a place
Eveyone, everybody, hustles around
They were looking for that faraway/fiery court
To make this troubled sound

You were rugged/rocking out of town
Will last night ring in your ears?
(With last night ringing in your ears)
Kids are hopped up now
They are ready to go

You said they'd hate you first
But now they're coming 'round
You said you were a curse
But now your look has changed.


Intelligence

Eyes obscured, by those bangs
Sun is shielded, by your shades
Kick it on the corner
Leather coat and safety pins
You got some (?) news
And you smoke your (?) cools
And it's 1977

You were rugged/rocking out of town
Will last night ring in your ears?
(With last night ringing in your ears)
Kids are hopped up now
They are ready to go

In this burned out, shell of a place
Eveyone, everybody, hustles around
They were looking for that faraway/fiery court
To make this troubled sound

You were rugged/rocking out of town
Will last night ring in your ears?
(With last night ringing in your ears)
Kids are hopped up now
They are ready to go

You said they'd hate you first
But now they're coming 'round
You said you were a curse
But now your look has changed.