letra de the mine - ruins of beverast
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until these tunnels
shall become our grave
we dwell with the poets
the eerie echoes
of shameful choirs
howl deep within here
sounds of harm
frome where the stillborn graze
standing armed without a strategy
in a war
that never should have been declared
eyes adapted to perpetual dawn
the trembling march of the offensive pack
with the bark of the hounds
our final rhyme shall be composed
we await this, our time
when the foul screams of agony
will sound through the mine.
letras aleatórias
- letra de vanessa - whookilledkenny
- letra de 过往 - 任然
- letra de how to turn pain into puns ? - edam edam
- letra de j'suis pas un driller - pistol bronson
- letra de genosida - wolf eyes
- letra de dellview - joshua valdez
- letra de giannis - loudpackseason
- letra de society - valley
- letra de hypocrite - giles, giles and fripp
- letra de shame - saenz