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Magic Circle
Magic Circle - A Ballad for the Vultures
A Ballad for the Vultures
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Star falling in the east. Summoning rays...
Come join in the feast.
But my hands have turned to claws.
Oh, and I cannot.
Barren wastes. Once a promised land.
Wisdom drowns below the melting sands.
Base forms five for carrion.
Starving mouths where all life is gone.
Left with senses the betray.
For I still feel archaeus now decayed.
Chained by ethers a plagued by their laws.
I can't break.
Barren wastes. Once a promised land.
Wisdom drowns below the melting sands.
Base forms five for carrion.
Starving mouths where all life is gone.
Dive again! And live until the end!
Air, how it fights me.
Slicing hard against the grain.
They run for cover.
Get caught in the path - now your prey/
Sustenance hides in the weeds and the dust and the rocks.
Blood fills my mouth that I spit at the face of the clock.
Chime on!
It inspires. Sows desire.
But we're breathing the romance of lies.
An obsession. A religion.
Lost alone frozen in time.
Fly away. Don't get caught in the path and become the prey.
Come join in the feast.
But my hands have turned to claws.
Oh, and I cannot.
Barren wastes. Once a promised land.
Wisdom drowns below the melting sands.
Base forms five for carrion.
Starving mouths where all life is gone.
Left with senses the betray.
For I still feel archaeus now decayed.
Chained by ethers a plagued by their laws.
I can't break.
Barren wastes. Once a promised land.
Wisdom drowns below the melting sands.
Base forms five for carrion.
Starving mouths where all life is gone.
Dive again! And live until the end!
Air, how it fights me.
Slicing hard against the grain.
They run for cover.
Get caught in the path - now your prey/
Sustenance hides in the weeds and the dust and the rocks.
Blood fills my mouth that I spit at the face of the clock.
Chime on!
It inspires. Sows desire.
But we're breathing the romance of lies.
An obsession. A religion.
Lost alone frozen in time.
Fly away. Don't get caught in the path and become the prey.
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| Rok wydania: |
2015 Edytuj metrykę |
|---|---|
| Wykonanie oryginalne: |
Magic Circle |
| Płyty: |
Journey Blind |
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