The beat of dead hearts freezes a dark blood Shudders through the backbone repressed Impulse of the beast for those who live but Do not breathe beyond the dark side in The dark, cold, empty nights i i you can hear Them howling in their fear with loneliness And madness they are fed their waiting to Devour who live yet do not breathe beyond The dark side they have one thousand faces Beyond the dark side ii a single expression The beat of dead hearts freezes a dark blood Shudders through the backbone repressed Impulse of an animalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
