The bitter wind drifts Through the apparition A sleep that heavies the neck through the noose a stretch of song and Deep in this shallow grave burning bitter and bleak from this whimpered Taste Of Your weakness fallen so low sunken deep and black from this Broken vow Of Your weakness fallen so low sunken deep and black from This broken vow ARISE FROM YOUR GRAVE ARISE Where the black rains are falling upon The everlasting to all of Our losses Calling from the dead of night Hollow from the breath of My prayers now lost Burning fevers In the shadows and in the embrace Where They stagger, where They fall, and where They lay where the Rains, won't wash away Because as I burn what I feel as I sink into the Killing fields the prevail is running You out of time while You wither, While death walks beside ARISE FROM YOUR GRAVE ARISE Where the black rains are falling upon The everlasting to all of Our losses Calling from the dead of night Hollow from the breath of My prayers now lost The sweetness holding the salt To the serpents tongue, seconds before the fall keeping heads above the Frey and keeping hell one heart beat away ARISE FROM YOUR GRAVE ARISE ARISE ARISE FROM YOUR GRAVE ARISE ARISE FROM YOUR GRAVETeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
