[00:00.000] 作词 : Tiamat
[00:00.455] 作曲 : Johan Edlund
[00:00.910]Tiamat---The Scarred People
[00:01.480]Emily took to flight
[01:17.267]On see-through wings of white
[01:18.827]Over the seven seas careened
[01:20.577]In beauty yet unseen
[01:24.867]A withered rose in bloom
[01:26.07]A blooming rose of doom
[01:31.367]Scattered all around
[01:32.797]For the heavens to abound
[01:34.417]And like the sweetest cream
[01:35.227]With lovliness extreme
[01:38.487]Emily went to play
[01:41.727]On that sacred day
[01:45.397]One love in red who loves darkness
[01:52.87]One love in white who loves darkness
[01:55.577]One love in black who loves darkness
[01:58.947]One love supreme who loves darkness
[02:02.497]One little butterfly who loves darkness
[02:06.77]One tear to cry who loves darkness
[02:08.927]One billion angles loves darkness
[02:12.67]'Cause even God loves darkness
[02:15.197]Emily went to play
[02:16.887]When gold turned into clay
[02:29.987]The morning drain the night
[03:06.989]Of all beauty left in sight
[03:08.309]And soaked in reality
[03:09.309]Of not much more to see
[03:13.479]She disappeared into the haze
[03:17.229]In her own peculiar ways
[03:18.979]And like the sweetest cream
[03:19.659]With lovliness extremee
[03:20.89]Emily went to play
[03:23.959]On that sacred day

作词 : Tiamat
作曲 : Johan Edlund
Tiamat---The Scarred People
Emily took to flight
On see-through wings of white
Over the seven seas careened
In beauty yet unseen
A withered rose in bloom
A blooming rose of doom
Scattered all around
For the heavens to abound
And like the sweetest cream
With lovliness extreme
Emily went to play
On that sacred day
One love in red who loves darkness
One love in white who loves darkness
One love in black who loves darkness
One love supreme who loves darkness
One little butterfly who loves darkness
One tear to cry who loves darkness
One billion angles loves darkness
'Cause even God loves darkness
Emily went to play
When gold turned into clay
The morning drain the night
Of all beauty left in sight
And soaked in reality
Of not much more to see
She disappeared into the haze
In her own peculiar ways
And like the sweetest cream
With lovliness extremee
Emily went to play
On that sacred day