Rotersand - The Fire | Текст песни

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• Rotersand
• The Fire

Frightened souls rushing underground
Sirens wailing again
The hail of death is pounding closer now
Spreading the horror again

Close to you lying face to face
Fused like in final embrace
Here we are, almost ecstasy
All the space and time confined in you and me

You quiver, you sigh
Above us the lightning, the fire