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Лирика : Collapse 7 : In Deep Silence : Blessed With Pain
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Blessed With Pain
In Deep Silence (2004)
Collapse 7
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8 февраля 10, 21:58
Alone without thoughts and no light
Empty emotions fill their minds
Alone without faith an no truth
A sickening way to gaining fools
The endless search for a warmth inside
As they starring through blinded eyes
The weakeing flocks bleed to death
And twisted souls are condemned
Exalted from domination
Completely high on adoration
Unspeakable acts of perversion
In rapture of torment
The pain is so real
In chains they lay - never to be released
In pain they trust - together they'll suffer
Exalted from domination
Completely high on adoration
Unspeakable acts of perversion
In rapture of torment
The pain is so real
In chains they lay - never to be released
In pain they trust - together they'll suffer
Intensive signs of desolation
Lost souls destined to rot
A thoughtness exploitation
Of hearts once filled with light
Alone without thoughts and no light
Empty emotions fill their minds
Alone without faith an no truth
A sickening way to gaining fools
The endless search for a warmth inside
As they starring through blinded eyes
The weakeing flocks bleed to death
And twisted souls are condemned
Empty emotions fill their minds
Alone without faith an no truth
A sickening way to gaining fools
The endless search for a warmth inside
As they starring through blinded eyes
The weakeing flocks bleed to death
And twisted souls are condemned
Exalted from domination
Completely high on adoration
Unspeakable acts of perversion
In rapture of torment
The pain is so real
In chains they lay - never to be released
In pain they trust - together they'll suffer
Exalted from domination
Completely high on adoration
Unspeakable acts of perversion
In rapture of torment
The pain is so real
In chains they lay - never to be released
In pain they trust - together they'll suffer
Intensive signs of desolation
Lost souls destined to rot
A thoughtness exploitation
Of hearts once filled with light
Alone without thoughts and no light
Empty emotions fill their minds
Alone without faith an no truth
A sickening way to gaining fools
The endless search for a warmth inside
As they starring through blinded eyes
The weakeing flocks bleed to death
And twisted souls are condemned
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