The Innocence of Devils ''Alone''歌词

From childhood's hour I have not been as others were -
I have not seen as others saw -
I could not bring my passions from a comon spring.
From the same source I have not taken my sorrow;
I could not awaken my heart to joy at the same tone.
And all I lov'd I lov'd alone.
Then - in my childhood -
in the dawn of a most stormy life was drawn
from every depth of good and ill
the mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
from the red cliff of the mountain,
from the sun that `round me roll'd
in it's autumn tint of gold
from the lightning in the sky
as it pass'd me flying by
from the thunder and the storm,
and the cloud that took the form
when the rest of heaven was blue
of a demon in my view
From childhood's hour I have not been as others were -
I have not seen as others saw -
I could not bring my passions from a comon spring.
From the same source I have not taken my sorrow;
I could not awaken my heart to joy at the same tone.
And all I lov'd I lov'd alone.
Then - in my childhood -
in the dawn of a most stormy life was drawn
from every depth of good and ill
the mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
from the red cliff of the mountain,
from the sun that `round me roll'd
in it's autumn tint of gold
from the lightning in the sky
as it pass'd me flying by
from the thunder and the storm,
and the cloud that took the form
when the rest of heaven was blue
of a demon in my view
From childhood's hour I have not been as others were -
I have not seen as others saw -
I could not bring my passions from a comon spring.
From the same source I have not taken my sorrow;
I could not awaken my heart to joy at the same tone.
And all I lov'd I lov'd alone.
Then - in my childhood -
in the dawn of a most stormy life was drawn
from every depth of good and ill
the mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
from the red cliff of the mountain,
from the sun that `round me roll'd
in it's autumn tint of gold
from the lightning in the sky
as it pass'd me flying by
from the thunder and the storm,
and the cloud that took the form
when the rest of heaven was blue
of a demon in my view
From childhood's hour I have not been as others were -
I have not seen as others saw -
I could not bring my passions from a comon spring.
From the same source I have not taken my sorrow;
I could not awaken my heart to joy at the same tone.
And all I lov'd I lov'd alone.
Then - in my childhood -
in the dawn of a most stormy life was drawn
from every depth of good and ill
the mystery which binds me still:
From the torrent, or the fountain,
from the red cliff of the mountain,
from the sun that `round me roll'd
in it's autumn tint of gold
from the lightning in the sky
as it pass'd me flying by
from the thunder and the storm,
and the cloud that took the form
when the rest of heaven was blue
of a demon in my view
From childhood's hour I have not been as others were -
I have not seen as others saw -
I could not bring my passions from a comon spring.
From the same source I have not taken my sorrow;
I could not awaken my heart to joy at the same tone.
And all I lov'd I lov'd alone.
Then - in my childhood -
in the dawn of a most stormy life was drawn
from every depth of good and ill
the mystery which binds me still.编辑于2023/12/29更新