Divine:Decay - Silence of Decades | Текст песни

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• Divine:Decay
• Silence of Decades

screaming sounds of the northwind
you plan to head to the east
towards the den of deceased
tempting stench of the flesh
the galleon waits to set sail
your choise was to give up faith
for evermore

cold inside the warmth is building
silence of decades is free
last call
the icons fall
reveal a prophecy of pain

eerie cloak black cane
the guardian of the gate
last nail to end the wait
wallow in the carnal feast
paint the scenery black
you better watch your back
for evermore

the thin line is crossed
to make the masses aware
the substitute
a grim faced clone
the circle is no longer a part of this life
a sad clown with a wish to be saved once again