Текст песни Ancient - Eyes Of The Dead
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[Music & Lyrics : Jesus Christ !]deceased not dead my fire burnsprocession of my rotting wormsheads in hand and silent moansrotting cloth remains on bonesfurious yet I ride with easegrand invisions of crushing kneesrolling boulders the sound of thundersoldiers rot they come from underhear the scream it`s time to diewe ride the sea and glide the skyfeel the cold rise your feetour silhouette is black and bleaksevered limbs you felt no slashmouths are gaping dripping ashbrain is dead you look so oldhands are numb your face is coldeyes of the dead eyes of the deadeyes of the deadcrusted black putrid faceall are dead the rats in placefingers crawl in searching birthall around is dripping earthhear the scream it`s time to diewe ride the sea and glide the skyfeel the cold rise your feetour silhouette is black and bleaksevered limbs you felt no slashmouths are gaping dripping ashbrain is dead you look so oldhands are numb your face is cold