Текст песни NECROMICON - Heavens Of Hate, Fields Of Fire
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Текст песни NECROMICON - Heavens Of Hate, Fields Of Fire
Red is the colour of victory's rainIt stains all over the wallThe Temptating flow brings them further downTo what we are and what once they wereGloomy and sinister, we await on the shore!Blood formed in patterns( )Scattered on the stone of furyLeaving marks behindWeaker than the weakestPityfull prayers shouted out for helpFrom on ear to the otherAnd away, to be lost and forgottenNo one listens...And who would really want to know?Of the pityful creaturesLeft out in the coldWeaker than the weakestPityfull prayers shouted out for helpFrom one ear to the otherAnd away, to be lost and forgottenNo one listens...No one listens!!!And who would really want to know?