The Second Stone

Epica

Score: 6
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Played: 38

Album:

The Quantum Enigma

Genres:

Female vocalists
Metal
Gothic metal
Symphonic metal
Female fronted metal

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Featured by:

Dessnova

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Lyrics:

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[Intro: Choir] O, ne moriar bis Oro supplex [Verse 1: Simone Simons] Sometimes I feel like my reason is weakening My inner clock's forcing time to stand still I'm breaching borders between life and sanity That's when it all starts to shatter in front of me [Pre-Chorus] (Why don't you) Liberate me (Liberate me?) [Verse 2: Simone Simons] Sometimes I feel I'm betraying my memory This time it seems that I'm losing the fight Finding it hard to be consciously part of life That's when awareness and dreams start to separate [Pre-Chorus] (It's time to) Reunite me (Reunite me) [Chorus] As time goes by I hide the truth Cannot stand myself with a broken shell As time goes by I try to choose Don't know where to roam in this private hell Give me relief Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality [Verse 3: Simone Simons] My train of thoughts got lost somewhere along the way I'm chasing shadows that cross on my path Repeating visions that dance faster than my mind Can't stop the rain casting shadows on my parade [Pre-Chorus] (I will not) Can't defeat me (Bow to defeat) [Chorus: Simone Simons] As time goes by I hide the truth Cannot stand myself with a broken shell As time goes by I try to choose Don't know where to roam in this private hell Give me relief Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality Ne moriar bis [Breakdown: Mark Jansen] Another life, another mind close to insanity Another road, a cryptic code the second stone [Choir] All that is left is a cross that's mine to bear A curse with no ending drenched in anxiety O, ne discedam bis Oro supplex [Instrumental Break] [Chorus: Simone Simons] As time goes by I hide the truth Cannot stand myself with a broken shell Give me relief Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality As time goes by I try to choose Don't know where to roam in this private hell Give me relief Let me believe between sweet fiction and reality [Outro: Choir] Ne moriar bis