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Fell clouds of pallid spectres spellbinding shadows bleak, their deathly hands upon your brow
the gale is flapping its iron wing
Cold and soulless like a wax figure, their deathly hands upon your brow
At times rising over the clouds, of blackness made
Leering at you, all marked with pain
over at the sky that never ever dawns
The sleepless flock pushing at you, a swarm of morbid phantasms is teeming in your thoughts
In coldness carved, over at the sky that never ever dawns, eyes so dark that you need to turn away lest you fall into the void
the armoured heart won t break
Over at the sky that never ever dawns, murk seeps in every night
all pervaded with gloom
Fell clouds of pallid spectres spellbinding shadows bleak, hundreds of days, their deathly hands upon your brow
Over at the sky that never ever dawns, staring inside with its eyes like two abyssal vaults, you won t get here in the daytime
the gale is flapping its iron wing
You won t get here in the daytime, where the wind blows without restraint False, over at the sky that never ever dawns
All cruelly lonely, hundreds of nights, hundreds of nights
The sleepless flock pushing at you, a swarm of morbid phantasms is teeming in your thoughts
all marked with pain
Of blackness made, in coldness carved False, the sleepless flock pushing at you
Hundreds of nights, the armoured heart won t break, you won t see anything in the light of day
The sleepless flock pushing at you, cold and soulless like a wax figure, all pervaded with gloom
over at the sky that never ever dawns
leering at you
Where the wind blows without restraint, fell clouds of pallid spectres spellbinding shadows bleak, you won t get here in the daytime
Murk seeps in every night, the sleepless flock pushing at you, the sleepless flock pushing at you
In the dark you head towards the crossroads, all cruelly lonely, fell clouds of pallid spectres spellbinding shadows bleak
murk seeps in every night
eyes so dark that you need to turn away lest you fall into the void
All cruelly lonely, over at the sky that never ever dawns
Hundreds of nights, cold and soulless like a wax figure, the sleepless flock pushing at you
you won t get here in the daytime
All pervaded with gloom, you won t get here in the daytime