Текст песни Morgoth - Travel
Morgoth - Travel слова песни
pine away in this cold box penumbra passing bythis rookery of undead souls romanticize the truthsave me from what is left to be the tartness of my deathsave me from what is left behind the underground excessselect more bodies for this gameunconscious they will bededication of this lifethe tourist will be in your mindminds are lost in counterclaims of insanitydeath unfolds his wingsdespicable agonyyour first self forever gonenow respect the last words you saidfrozen into this adorable block structure of mind decaysstill waiting for a new life to use more morbid waystwisted, that limbs of this passed life awaycut the strings of death to stridencyborn into a new world filled with deathnow you can`t escape you have to rest