Текст песни Death In June - Hollows Of Devotion
Death In June - Hollows Of Devotion слова песни
And I shall your eyesInto tearsWhen all that`s leftAre the hollows of devotionAnd, out of visionWe shall bringThe voidCrowned with hoodsAnd crying with hopeEagle on armAnd terror in eyeResist and struggleYour faith is a lieAnd, the death of dreamsShall be a beautiful endWith flowers of filthAnd wine and fine menCertains slips of the tongueAre laced with disappointmentWith disappointmentFrom start to endConfront me with your dreamAnd lives so cruel I curseAnd, I shall turn your eyesInto tearsWhen all that`s leftAre the hollows of devotionAnd, out of visionWe shall bringThe voidCrowned with hoodsAnd crying with hopeAnd, the death of dreamsShall be a beautiful endWith flowers of filthAnd wine and fine men