Wombbath - Tales from the Dark Side | Текст песни

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One night it begun to rain
The blowing like a hurricane
Then it stopped, it was quiet
The ground was shaking, it went to crevices

From the crevices
Come the evil spirits up
They flew against you
And they looked like a dried hand

Now they take you out and down the crevices
Now they take you part the rock
You flying down and down
You see a temple of corpses in hell

You are just dreaming
But you think it's real
You're dreaming about the dark side
The way you not will go

But now,
When you have start this
Must you follow it out
To the gory end
And survive it now

If you not survive on Earth
You will die in hell
The people on earth
Die if you die

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