Paroles de Bad Symphony

It comes to you A shadow once again All the single beams That vanish in the mess A disappearing smile, You lament's carved in face It mostly comes A mysterious luck, In mysterious dress You dream a bad symphony Dream a symphony You dream a bad symphony Of the day It comes to you A shadow once again And all the single beams That vanish in the mess The blistering midnight, And you become a stain It takes and hides you inner shelter And mistifyes the death You dream a bad symphony Dream a symphony You dream a bad symphony Of the day Of the day... Of the day... Of the day...