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Novembers Doom >>
Alba s touto skladbou:
Amid Its Hallowed Mirth,
Grey winds of sorrow pass the enchanted willows • For the wealth of man focus this holy creation • And through the eyes of one glass statue falls another mans desire • Ever watching the shadows of the hawk, billowing on the soft dirt below • Her tears drop to the earth • The splash of salt sings to me • Ever burning candle lights the passion • White marble stones pain my bare feet • Nothing can hurt more then my heart • The sun has warmed the day • No assurance lies within the sunlight • Telling tales of soft young children and the death of our closest love • Seasons of frost burns before our eyes • Listening to the whispers of the wind • The infinite passion of ones desires will separate man from his God • This is where all evil comes to pass • And only the love of two concurs this plague • My bloody feet leave a trail that the insects now devour • And for many days the stones have cut, but for today there is no darkness • The smell of dead leaves fills the air • As the once warm sun disappears behind the clouds of Heaven • Help me, I cannot see • I'm fucking blind to all that surrounds me • But I will always know the truth • Help me, I cannot see
