Oimiakon
Distant lands and tones of peace
Austere sight of beauty
Idyll of another lifetime
Where are we?
Centuries spread their genius on papers
Colors speak for the beautiful
Inside myself
Build our home and our own prison
Distant lands and tones of peace
Austere sight of beauty
Idyll of another lifetime
Where are we?
Pencils drew the outcome of my mind
Colder as it’s lingering new scenery
It keeps spreading like the highest illusion, Illusion, Illusion
OimiakonLRC歌词
[01:03.070]Distant lands and tones of peace
[01:09.310]Austere sight of beauty
[01:15.420]Idyll of another lifetime
[01:21.740]Where are we?
[01:27.800]Centuries spread their genius on papers
[01:39.930]Colors speak for the beautiful
[01:49.680]Inside myself
[01:52.380]Build our home and our own prison
[02:04.820]Distant lands and tones of peace
[02:10.860]Austere sight of beauty
[02:16.910]Idyll of another lifetime
[02:23.220]Where are we?
[02:29.090]Pencils drew the outcome of my mind
[02:42.730]Colder as it’s lingering new scenery
[02:55.450]It keeps spreading like the highest illusion, Illusion, Illusion
[03:34.380]
