Paroles de Blood And Grey Skies Entwined
Elend
Dying into a dance,
Dismal the tide of woes,
Your eyes still can't see
A wave in the foaming streams
Turned loose our prayings son.
The crawling snakes of massacre mesmerize the worn-out.
We gathered the first drop after the bite
And spilled the poison
Over
The earth.
The taste of rain was bitter:
Blood and grey skies entwined.
InterprèteElend
LabelKTR
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