Текст песни DARKSIDE - Gedanken
DARKSIDE - Gedanken слова песни
Текст песни DARKSIDE - Gedanken
...Hure, die in eisigen Schauern ein totes Kindlein gebart, rasend peitscht Gottes Zorn die Stirn des Besessenen....Georg Trakl (1887 - 1914)RiseThe madness of a big city where in the evening nearWalls stare crippeled trees( )Ghost of the badWearing a silver mask with magnetic scourgeThrust aside my death in stary nightTwillight comes againBut silenbtly in a dark caveCeased mankind would bleedAwful laughter of goldHead from heartWhore who brings forth a dead childThe gods build rage in icy rainRaging lashing the browsBefore the end comesPlague purple on the possessedGreen eyes the hunger breakingSunken in sober sinRinging of the passing bellYour laughter in the darkSnow rins through the shirt frozen coldBlood rins from the eyesPurple over the black face