Текст песни DECEMBER MOON - You Can't Bless The Damned
DECEMBER MOON - You Can't Bless The Damned слова песни
Текст песни DECEMBER MOON - You Can't Bless The Damned
illages died without survivors, death erupts in my eyesThe cattle roam, aimlessly, across the countrysideCrops rot in fields, for lack of hands to reapThe dead are thrown over Christian walls and lie in crumpled heaps...In transit plague is held by mistThis hellish deed now they have kissed,( )Where bodies fall in faith defeat,The sacred ruin of Silent Street...I'm overwhelmed by notion, my story thus unfoldsI gaze upon the obituary, a scroll to disenshroudMordibity of centuries, was never tolledThis pestilence manifested under a vanquished lord...To the sounds of solemn prayer,The deathbringers they cameUnfortunate laws of nature - leave us naked in the rainNo words of spells or act of strength,Coould lift the damned nor sway the stench...Little comfort for mind or soul in an era so surrealA place I dream a mortal trace,Calls from the dark, I see a face,It's pain, it's fear, without a doubt I learn the past,It's reaching out...Rats run wild onto the street,Strong escape, sick cleansed by heat,Urban fire burns to the ground,