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Текст песни Rotting Christ - A Dead Poem

Rotting Christ - A Dead Poem слова песни




Focus tomorrow`s horizonSorrow means no futureCover my faceWith my guilty handsIt`s the season the trees dieThe birds don`t sing anymoreThe rivers never come backNature dies outThis tragic figureDestined to hurt never healWhat end can save meWhat good gives me an endNothing is innocentNothing is fairI keep wonderingHow did I end up like thisFirst passionNow is lostA dramatic dead storyI killed all I haveMy sadness isTranslated into madnessI spell meaningless wordsA poem for sorrow and death

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