Текст песни NOVEMBRE - Sirens In Filth
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Текст песни NOVEMBRE - Sirens In Filth
Bitterness blows in the heartLike chilly draughts in the hallOf a crystal castleLost among clouds made of goldThose anxieting visionsImages behind frozen windows( )Make my eyes bleedEbony bloodWhen the silvergray fluid shall crack reality's wallsMixing with blood and filth as sirens swimming in pitchWhen the sweet arcades of these desperate our ownsTrickle down upon yhe misery of this dead everyday lifeLike pitch on your wingsLike a child lost in a warLike dark paint upon a shiny pictureLike dirty sperm on a toyAnd whwn the new star will shine of its own black