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Текст песни Bruce dickinson - Book Of Thel

Bruce dickinson - Book Of Thel слова песни




The mark is on you nowThe furnace sealed inside your headMelting from the inside nowWaxy tears run down your faceThe whore that never told her taleRelives it every night with youFar off stands the lamb and waitsFor the wolf to come and end its lifeStand inside the templeAs the book of Thel is openingThe priestess stands before youOffering her hand out, she`s risingCome the dawning of the deadIn famine and in warNow the harlot womb of deathSpits out its rotten coreSerpent on the altar nowHas wrapped itself around your spineSo you look into its mouthAnd you kiss the pearly fangs divineHappy that your end is swiftThe weeping virgin cries in blissThe snake and priestess, they are oneThe veil of flesh is ripped undoneStand inside the templeAs the book of Thel is openingThe priestess stands before youOffering her hand out, she`s risingCome the dawning of the deadIn famine and in warNow the harlot womb of deathSpits out its rotten coreBy the pricking of my thumbsSomething wicked this way comesAnd when sleep takes you tonightWill you wake to see the light...?(woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)(woah-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)(oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh)The burning sweat of poison tearsThe river flowing red with bloodThe cradle - robbing hand of deathCaresses every dreaming headWaiting for the marriage hearseTo take you to the funeral pyreSo you burn the family treeThe generations burning higherStand inside the templeAs the book of Thel is openingThe priestess stands before youOffering her hand out, she`s risingCome the dawning of the deadIn famine and in warNow the harlot womb of deathSpits out its rotten coreBy the pricking of my thumbsSomething wicked this way comesAnd when sleep takes you tonightWill you wake to see the lightBy the dawning of the dead...By the dawning of the dead...By the dawning of the dead...By the dawning of the dead...[Spoken:]"What demon hath formed this abominable void...This soul-shuddering vacuum?""Some said it is Urizen -But unknown, abstracted, brooding secretThe dark power hid"

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