Musica de Dew Scented del Genero: Lyrics Todos los artistas y cantantes de música de Lyrics son individuos talentosos y apasionados que dedican su vida a crear y compartir su arte con el mundo. Su música de Dew Scented tiene el poder de emocionarnos, inspirarnos y conectarnos a un nivel profundo. En este blog FoxMusicaDe, exploraremos el mundo de los artistas y cantantes de música del genero Lyrics, destacando su dedicación, creatividad y contribuciones a la cultura.
Los artistas y cantantes de música tienen la capacidad única de expresar sus emociones y experiencias a través de su voz y talento musical. A través de sus letras y melodías, nos llevan a un viaje emocional y nos permiten conectarnos con nuestras propias emociones.
Además de su talento musical, los artistas y cantantes son verdaderos profesionales en su campo. Trabajan arduamente para perfeccionar su
This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course.
I’m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding.
Incarceration’s overcome, but liberation takes it’s toll.
One last moment of dispute; Confront me – release me from the agony.
Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you’ll pay.
Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind. You’ll stand no chance in the end.
To my relief, all dependence soon becomes eternal guilt set to deny you.
All-out derogation in substantial final shape, independence for the mind.
I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse...
Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand!
Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear!
[Lead: Bache]
Vanish away, slip through my fingers like sand!
Vanish away! Like dust in the wind, disappear!
Retribution: Familiarity bred contempt, errors and omissions raised the price you’ll pay.
Thinking twice, nothing can change my mind: stand no chance in the end.
[Lead: Mueller]
This sickly feeling... the revelation is in due course.
I’m free and ready to abhor you, dead thoughts unwinding.
Incarceration’s overcome, but liberation took it’s toll.
One last moment of dispute: Confront me, release me from the agony.
I wash my hands of you at last, without a single fragment of remorse...