Aviators - Black Roses (Instrumental | Rock Ballad)

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  • Опубликовано: 26 дек 2024

Комментарии • 11

  • @lucassteen4050
    @lucassteen4050 3 года назад +7

    3:01 I see what he did there, clever

    • @koen2715
      @koen2715 3 года назад +2

      yea very nice subtle fur elise, brilliant

  • @YoraikosStaubstube
    @YoraikosStaubstube Год назад +2

    good job, especially at 3:01

  • @The_Rising_Nova
    @The_Rising_Nova 3 года назад +3

    Now this... This was what I was after all this time ! Thanks for the upload 🙏🏾

  • @nightscecilia7229
    @nightscecilia7229 3 года назад +1

    Thank you Music Black Roses 🖤🌹

  • @WyxienTheFox
    @WyxienTheFox 2 года назад

    Children joyful dancing in the sun
    With a blissful ignorance of what's to come
    When the guardsmen start to struggle
    And the barriers give way
    We're broken and we wither in the fray
    We are husks
    Alive but barely breathing
    Sometimes we pull ourselves together
    But our efforts fade away
    We are dust
    Crumbling by the moment
    We try to push away the ending
    And black roses fall the same
    Running off afraid of what's to come
    When you're facing down the barrel of the lawman's gun
    But the saints have learned the secret
    And the rebels know the same
    We're killing just to bury our remains
    We are husks
    Alive but barely breathing
    Sometimes we pull ourselves together
    But our efforts fade away
    We are dust
    Crumbling by the moment
    We try to push away the ending
    And black roses fall the same
    Preludes of every stanza
    End on repeating notes
    A tale of woe and sadness
    Chоrus of silent throats
    We try and keep a memory
    Transcribing every line
    But when they turn to ashes
    We perish slaves to time
    Burned out on borrowed moments
    Used up like cigarettes
    We feel our time expiring
    But it's not over yet
    Each finds a meager purpose
    Though our cold grave awaits
    We face the morbid beauty
    Of our collective fate
    We are flawed
    Chained to the laws of nature
    I guess we'll have to teach each other
    To leave legends to our names
    We are husks
    Alive but barely breathing
    Sometimes we pull ourselves together
    But our efforts fade away
    We are dust
    Crumbling by the moment
    We try to push away the ending
    And black roses fall the same
    We are husks
    Alive but barely breathing
    Sometimes we pull ourselves together
    But our efforts fade away
    We are husks
    Alive but barely breathing
    Sometimes we pull ourselves together
    But our efforts fade away
    We are dust
    Crumbling by the moment
    We try to push away the ending
    And black roses fall the same

  • @annaweir3889
    @annaweir3889 3 года назад +1

    Прекрасно

  • @hollow8trap
    @hollow8trap 3 года назад +2

    I am probably going to do a cover if that is ok

  • @JamesTobiasStewart
    @JamesTobiasStewart 3 года назад

    Very nice piece.

  • @nightscecilia7229
    @nightscecilia7229 3 года назад

    🌹New Black Roses

  • @xMurdererr
    @xMurdererr 3 года назад

    Nice