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Brictom

Eluveitie

Brictom

Sa senit conectos
Onda bocca nene
Rionti onda boca ne
On barnaunom ponc nit
Issintor sies eianepian
Digs ne lisantim ne licia
Ne rodatim biont
Utu semnanom sagitiont
Seuerim lissatim licia
Tim anandognam acolut
Utanit andognam da bocca diomine

Inside bnanom
Inside brictom
In eainom anuana sanander

Inside se bnanom
In eainom anuana sanander

Inside brictom
Inside bnanom
Inside brictom
In eainom anuana sanander

Aia cicena nitianncobueðliðat
Iasuolsonponne
Antumnos nepon
Nesliciata neosuode
Neiauodercos nepon
Su biiontutu semn
Anom adsaxs nadoc
Suet petidsiont sies
Peti sagitiontias seu
Erim tertio lissatim
Is anandogna ictontias

Inside bnanom
Inside brictom
In eainom anuana sanander

Inside se bnanom
Inside se brictom
Inside se bnamom
In eainom anuana sanander

Inside brictom
Inside bnanom
Inside brictom
In eainom anuana sanander

Brictom

He feels connected
With a mouth full of nothing
He feels a mouth full of nothing
In the morning, he doesn't care
He's alone in his thoughts
He doesn't listen, he doesn't speak
He doesn't move, he's silent
He's lost in his thoughts
He's lost in his mind
He's lost in his mind, oh lord

Inside his mind
Inside Brictom
In his own world

Inside his mind
In his own world

Inside Brictom
Inside his mind
Inside Brictom
In his own world

Oh, it's so damn hard
To be alone
In the darkness of the night
Without a light to guide
Without a path to follow
So lost in his mind
He can't find his way
He's searching, but he can't see
He's lost in his thoughts
He's lost in his mind
He's lost in his mind, oh lord

Inside his mind
Inside Brictom
In his own world

Inside his mind
Inside his mind
Inside his mind
In his own world

Inside Brictom
Inside his mind
Inside Brictom
In his own world

Escrita por: Chrigel Glanzmann / Jonathan Shorland / Jörgen Elofsson