On the day of my silence the galling past broadens my thoughts a shred of hope in my skin the consuming cave must be filled
idle seashore of the mind the bad moon rises and I close my eyes
when received the cursed scorn these flaws are deemed
the howling wind blows and the lucent lands are glowing
glow below me glow you give me
idle seashore of the mind the bad moon rises and I close my eyes
the vulture sings my last song
the lucent moon glows now tonight the hounds howl their goodbyes tonight and i am nearly thereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
