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Текст песни Church, The - Dream

Church, The - Dream слова песни


Washed into a sentimental gloom
Loneliness about the
Battle-clad Byzantium commands
And these dark cards look nothing like my hand

Lightning strikes a second time
Songbird knows just when to die
Emperor cries immortal from the grime
Sun is in the hole in the sky

Interest builds up with perfumed pride
There`s an enemy cruising on the plain tonight
years it`s lost and then it`s
Don`t know how I`m so far off from my bed


Memories of serpents in the drain
Melting like ice in the rain
As my self grows closer to the grave

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