Текст песни Sear Bliss - Death in Torment
Sear Bliss - Death in Torment слова песни
With my haunting memoriesI`m still staring into a narrowing funnelWhere bats flyLook at my plated faceEaten by rain and rustWashed by a blye glacial torrentMy shadow is pinned against a sweating wallWith all the immensity of feelings in my heartNo one could satisfy my excessive thirst for bloodMy carnal lust for the incarnadineI step onto the freshly frozen snowYou`ll not see my footsteps to followI`m the hay in the mass of green grassesI`ve seen everything from dark to blazing brightI strike down with the power of falling stonesI see you lying in the heat of the sunYour odour spread in the airA scent beloved by vultures