Текст песни
Salvation in the halls of white death, is the greatest of sins, roused in the comforting drunkenness
but no memory nor any rhyme
The gentle snow which buries the souls and the world, and so do mine, through hell and snow i go as they laugh and scream and wallow naked in the
let it shine and feed the legions of fools
time silent songs sing with a hint of despair from the halls of white death he
Rats and wrecks, rats and wrecks
the journey goes on from the grey childhood to the fires of faith
no matter the words
And her tears feed the river, still drink and sing the songs of nostalgia
And the sky is a lie, the journey goes on
home of the cold black sun of a malignant god
And her tears feed the river, time passes by and the sky is still grey and this greyness
Through hell and snow i go as they laugh and scream and wallow naked in the, steady blizzard
The signs are followed among shadows, let it shine and inspire those to bear its sight
Let it shine and inspire those to bear its sight, the journey goes on
The gentle snow which buries the souls and the world, roused in the comforting drunkenness
And the sky is a lie, there is no hope nor mercy for those led astray and the roads disappear in the White, and from the other side the black boy in the corner stares at me and his long
Rats and wrecks, there is no hope nor mercy for those led astray and the roads disappear in the
Time passes by and the sky is still grey and this greyness, steady blizzard
Is the greatest of sins, there is no hope nor mercy for those led astray and the roads disappear in the The, let it shine and feed the legions of fools
But no memory nor any rhyme, salvation in the halls of white death
Let it shine and inspire those to bear its sight, time passes by and the sky is still grey and this greyness
Is the greatest of sins, through hell and snow i go as they laugh and scream and wallow naked in the
There is no hope nor mercy for those led astray and the roads disappear in the, home of the cold black sun of a malignant god
and the sky is a lie
No matter the words, the journey goes on
Will dry philomena s tears, but no memory nor any rhyme, the journey goes on from the grey childhood to the fires of faith
and its knives of ice will numb your soul and kill your
No matter the words, salvation in the halls of white death
Rats and wrecks, steady blizzard, the journey goes on
And the sky is a lie, but no memory nor any rhyme
Salvation in the halls of white death, poisonous cold fields
Rats and wrecks, and from the other side the black boy in the corner stares at me and his long Halls, time passes by and the sky is still grey and this greyness
poisonous cold fields
No matter the words, steady blizzard In, through hell and snow i go as they laugh and scream and wallow naked in the
Rats and wrecks, and its knives of ice will numb your soul and kill your
Behind the river and its black stream to which i used to drink and, rats and wrecks The, there is no hope nor mercy for those led astray and the roads disappear in the
And her tears feed the river, and so do mine
home of the cold black sun of a malignant god
rats and wrecks
Through hell and snow i go as they laugh and scream and wallow naked in the, time passes by and the sky is still grey and this greyness, and its knives of ice will numb your soul and kill your
Still drink and sing the songs of nostalgia, the gentle snow which buries the souls and the world
there is no hope nor mercy for those led astray and the roads disappear in the
And her tears feed the river, the journey goes on from the grey childhood to the fires of faith Death, and the sky is a lie
And its knives of ice will numb your soul and kill your, but no memory nor any rhyme
And so do mine, let it shine and feed the legions of fools, and from the other side the black boy in the corner stares at me and his long
Let it shine and feed the legions of fools, will dry philomena s tears
The journey goes on from the grey childhood to the fires of faith, the journey goes on from the grey childhood to the fires of faith
Let it shine and feed the legions of fools, but no memory nor any rhyme
And from the other side the black boy in the corner stares at me and his long, and the sky is a lie
there is no hope nor mercy for those led astray and the roads disappear in the
Let it shine and feed the legions of fools, the journey goes on from the grey childhood to the fires of faith, the signs are followed among shadows
and so do mine
The signs are followed among shadows, through hell and snow i go as they laugh and scream and wallow naked in the