The Unhallowed - When the Sands Talk | Текст песни

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open your mouth in expectation of a downpour
what depends on you now is to stretch your livin' time for some more
thirst is my second name
that's my fuckin' decision
never call me in any other ways

i am perfectly drained

floods of heat
i find so attractive your faces your wheeze your uplifting hands
less life more beauty
i guess
that's a kind of a transcend music i hear
a song of sands
i guess

twisting turning taking every hole they gotta find so awfully
they gotta fill by any means
a show worthy of gods
regardless anything they gotta reach their aim
dominate exclude all xeno-living
eternal laws over their flesh

feed'em with your belief
in a fast final
can you hear me now
feed'em with your belief

drain seek dig

maybe you'll find the way to hide here
sometimes i might be blind carpe diem

no trace found in moment of departure
from the eye of desert
where the sand talks to the stone
waiting for their fate

follow your fate

show me your firmness
let me test it
let me taste your dry lips
in a state of a murderous light

open your mouth
call the rain upon your heads


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