Текст песни David Sylvian - The Devils Own, слова песни David Sylvian

Текст песни David Sylvian - The Devils Own

David Sylvian - The Devils Own слова песни

The night is dark and coldThe strong winds and the rainCrack the branches upon my windowThe devil beats his drumCasting out his spellDragging all his own down into hellThe ticking of the clockInexorably goes onThe howling of the stray souls of heavenThe treasures of the coveWhere the traders stored their goldEcho voices still dead to the worldUnderneath the vineShaded by the leavesI still hold you close to meBeneath the open starsBeneath the pillows and the sheetsI still hold you dear to meThe ticking of the clockSurely sunrise wont be longWhen darkness hides inside its own shadowThe devil beats his drumCasting out his nameDragging all his own down into shame

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The Devils Own

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