Текст песни The Gathering - Even The Spirits Are Afraid
The Gathering - Even The Spirits Are Afraid слова песни
You think you were earningBurning the church of your godYou were yearning Learning the birth of your dirtDid you think you earned itBurning your godThat you thought messed up your life?You spill redOn my cloudy carpetYou think you were earningBurning the church of your godYou were yearning Learning the birth of your dirtDid you think you earned itBurning your godThat you thought messed up your life?You spill redOn my cloudy carpetYour skin turns dustOn my cloudy carpetYou thinkYou were earningBurningYour skin turns dustNo more you were yearningBurningBurningYour skin turns dustYour skin turns to dustWhen holding it close to the sunAnd it burns the skin from you`re your precious sunIt burns the skinIt burns the skinIt burns the skin[Anneke van Giersbergen]