Текст песни Morgion - Wither The Storm
Morgion - Wither The Storm слова песни
form a dramatic pausea stranglehold is clenchedless of nothing now gonedream a lesser causeNo growth in the eye of the stormsee clouds before our eyesobliterate our begotten meansdust clouds settle in the skyturmoil of a forsaken dawnto wither the storm see our green turn grayas means just fade awaythe circle now is brokenabolish what was cleansed No growth in the eye of the stormsee clouds before our eyesobliterate our begotten meansdust clouds settle in the skyturmoil of a forsaken dawnto wither the stormtumble our mighty frostgiving all that we treasuretell our tale of deceitand lacerate what we pleasure