[Music: Henriksson, Sundin] [Words: Stanne] For thou sweepst me in thy ribe if guill with garments forged in spiteful steel No tainted pride shall make
Fordítás: Dark Tranquillity. Dreamlore Degenerate.
: [Music: Henriksson, Sundin] [Words: Stanne] For thou sweepst me in thy ribe if guill with garments forged in spiteful steel No tainted pride shall
These never-dying tunes That pervade in my soul Filtered and transmuted through my mind Are the laments of the hopeless and the damned? [Chorus:] Exalted
The sight of you, the sight of you Exhuming my frustration Full of envy My thoughts, my stupid thoughts Your eyes Burning through my skull The taste
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Summoning forces of the occult To bring back the dead from beyond I speak to the hidden ones, they tell me what to do I need bones and rotten flesh to
Our eyes are burning with a ghastly gleam Right now, all of our hours are trances And all our nightly dreams Are where the dark eye glances [Pre-Chorus
You remind me of What my role's here I hear you trying To save me, I hate this place I've been given I am what they Call a lost soul I hear their voices
From the enormous Dismal household In the ancestral Iced woods Of grey clouds And dead logs Terror fog rises above Surrounding The terrifying outcome
Powerful gain, supremacy triggered By all the shit you've done to me My soul is on fire, you've given me power Draining your strength that my spirit
Two different worlds Are inside my head Contradicting, I'm not the same one My death is announced, Fatal convulsion, eternal screams I'm breathing ashes
Let me have a moment of peace Before i give myself in To this eternal nightmares Let me taste a feeling of relief (That'd be here) compensating For every
I feel them take rise In my terminal fall Shadows of perversity This horror I refuse to accept I could die and I'd like To relieve my spirit I can't
