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Lyrics translated from italian:
Woke up, drugged up, feeling like a ghost.
The waking hour passed long back, starting with my first step.
What is it about the very sensation of being "Alive" that torments the sheep?
Self-recruited as the false shepherd, my thread came apart as the pupils of so many dilated,
And now all the parts of me are in disarray,
The chapters laid out in different paths, like a Jigsaw.
Clotho!
The keys that lay dormant, I'll utilize the will to rewrite it all!
Lachesis!
The images about, seeming surreal and vivid all at once; They're mine!
Atropos!
I'll line the pieces up and step across what becomes of it. I'll become acquainted with my own essence!
"Could you please help me? The Blood in my eyes blotted out the truth."
Something was never hesitant to speak, Shadow of Doubt playing me like its marionette.
I fell for it.
The unrequited lust and self-perpetuated lies have bunched together,
And now the script is cluttered,
Invisible ink to blot out the muck and tell my true Novella.
That would be more than enough.
Clotho!
The keys that lay dormant, I'll utilize the will to rewrite it all!
Lachesis!
The images about, seeming surreal and vivid all at once; They're mine!
Atropos!
I'll line the pieces up and step across what becomes of it. I'll become acquainted with my own essence!
Not a soul to manipulate any more.
I only have just these hands and feet.
But I can allign the good and bad of my life while neglecting neither,
My life is a canvas for me alone to paint, while my dearest help me invoke it.
I'll take the keys and unlock the cage that held my heart,
One by One.
Clotho!
The keys that lay dormant, I'll utilize the will to rewrite it all!
Lachesis!
The images about, seeming surreal and vivid all at once; They're mine!
Atropos!
I'll line the pieces up and step across what becomes of it. I'll become acquainted with my own essence!
~MOIRAE~ For all those who may heed, I feel like I finally know,
Myself.
Inspired by a marothon of listening to Illaria Graziano. That woman has the most entrancing voice. "Dew", "Diamonds" and "Christmas in the Silent Forest" are personal favorites, and that's just collaboration work. Please enjoy. (And no, I'm really not THAT pretentious.)
Woke up, drugged up, feeling like a ghost.
The waking hour passed long back, starting with my first step.
What is it about the very sensation of being "Alive" that torments the sheep?
Self-recruited as the false shepherd, my thread came apart as the pupils of so many dilated,
And now all the parts of me are in disarray,
The chapters laid out in different paths, like a Jigsaw.
Clotho!
The keys that lay dormant, I'll utilize the will to rewrite it all!
Lachesis!
The images about, seeming surreal and vivid all at once; They're mine!
Atropos!
I'll line the pieces up and step across what becomes of it. I'll become acquainted with my own essence!
"Could you please help me? The Blood in my eyes blotted out the truth."
Something was never hesitant to speak, Shadow of Doubt playing me like its marionette.
I fell for it.
The unrequited lust and self-perpetuated lies have bunched together,
And now the script is cluttered,
Invisible ink to blot out the muck and tell my true Novella.
That would be more than enough.
Clotho!
The keys that lay dormant, I'll utilize the will to rewrite it all!
Lachesis!
The images about, seeming surreal and vivid all at once; They're mine!
Atropos!
I'll line the pieces up and step across what becomes of it. I'll become acquainted with my own essence!
Not a soul to manipulate any more.
I only have just these hands and feet.
But I can allign the good and bad of my life while neglecting neither,
My life is a canvas for me alone to paint, while my dearest help me invoke it.
I'll take the keys and unlock the cage that held my heart,
One by One.
Clotho!
The keys that lay dormant, I'll utilize the will to rewrite it all!
Lachesis!
The images about, seeming surreal and vivid all at once; They're mine!
Atropos!
I'll line the pieces up and step across what becomes of it. I'll become acquainted with my own essence!
~MOIRAE~ For all those who may heed, I feel like I finally know,
Myself.
Inspired by a marothon of listening to Illaria Graziano. That woman has the most entrancing voice. "Dew", "Diamonds" and "Christmas in the Silent Forest" are personal favorites, and that's just collaboration work. Please enjoy. (And no, I'm really not THAT pretentious.)
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