The distant whispers The strident lamentations A plight of unknown men A burden of the frail Crying out
It came to these shores This emissary of blight
I saw the death outside my door I heard the cries and felt the shame I could never have conceived That fate would draw my name
This breath is not my breath Drawn of borrowed time This blood a poisoned well I am the ruiner …and the ruined
Excruciation A chorus of disease
I saw the death that lay in store I let the cries and felt the pain I could never have conceived That fate would draw my name
This breath is not my breath Drawn of borrowed time This blood a poisoned well I am the ruiner …and the ruinedTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.