The Mugshots - Children Of The Night | Текст песни

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You whisper in my ear
I listen to your moans
Listen to the music
That is creeping through the cold

Something getting near
I listen to the crawl
Listen to the music
That is creeping through my soul

Creeping through my thoughts
Through your faults – once again

Don't ask me “Why?”
This ain't no lie
I listen to their song,
The children of the night

No whispers in my ear
I listen to my moans
Listen to the music
That is creeping through the cold

I bury you in fear
I listen to the call
Listen to the music
That is creeping through my soul

Creeping through my thoughts
Through your faults – once again

You asked me “Why?”
It was no lie
I listened to their song,
The children of the night

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