Mandragora Scream - Redeemer
| Előadó: | Mandragora Scream |
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| Stílus: | goth metal |
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Unhurt through this leap, through this death,
dreaminess in my rent dark heart,
with maggot’s flames,
my dyin’ mien dies in sleepin’ heaven of my life.
Heaven was made - of blind eyes by His lapses stained of blood...
Misery in my mind - unwanted hallowed relics and nightmare’s stars.
IT’S TIME TO GO!
Like a spectral land, His wane crucified!
My redemption falls, hushin’ this pain of faith!
“Lacunary light!”
This grave calls my name!
Hauntin’ nights on my blightin’ lanes full of life.
Rave - THIS LANE
never again - YOUR LIFE
a rose’s ray but only tedious hone of shades - DISCLOSE
and ravin’ lanes - DEMISE
on nerves of life, walkin’ on this martyr’s crown.
Walkin’ across - this dim playground, I live in lanes of tombs.
I crucify - on this fadin’ spirits all these spikes of hopes...
YOU’LL BE CRUCIFIED!
Like a spectral land, His wane crucified!
My redemption falls, hushin’ this pain of faith!
“Lacunary light!”
This grave calls my name!..
Hauntin’ nights on my blightin’ lanes full of life.
dreaminess in my rent dark heart,
with maggot’s flames,
my dyin’ mien dies in sleepin’ heaven of my life.
Heaven was made - of blind eyes by His lapses stained of blood...
Misery in my mind - unwanted hallowed relics and nightmare’s stars.
IT’S TIME TO GO!
Like a spectral land, His wane crucified!
My redemption falls, hushin’ this pain of faith!
“Lacunary light!”
This grave calls my name!
Hauntin’ nights on my blightin’ lanes full of life.
Rave - THIS LANE
never again - YOUR LIFE
a rose’s ray but only tedious hone of shades - DISCLOSE
and ravin’ lanes - DEMISE
on nerves of life, walkin’ on this martyr’s crown.
Walkin’ across - this dim playground, I live in lanes of tombs.
I crucify - on this fadin’ spirits all these spikes of hopes...
YOU’LL BE CRUCIFIED!
Like a spectral land, His wane crucified!
My redemption falls, hushin’ this pain of faith!
“Lacunary light!”
This grave calls my name!..
Hauntin’ nights on my blightin’ lanes full of life.
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