letra de death created time to grow the things it kills - ultha
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born from lakes of shadows
engulfed in mortal form
remembering the gallows
buried in fog
there’s no hope left
why does anyone bother anymore?
thousands of voices lament
over wasted love and lives
while they prospect suffering
in a feroscious process they pledge loyalty
to death’s curse by questioning
every move they ever made
death holds dominion in scorn and laughter
obey a sardonic еntity feasting upon
this drought consuetude mortals call hopе
death created time, death created everything
ostensible detractor
you are the bottom
of our shapeless souls
letras aleatórias
- letra de happy - matthew perryman jones
- letra de i'll be here - the reindeer section
- letra de ali - ace shocka
- letra de white man's got a god complex - the last poets
- letra de speakers & reefer - armani of york
- letra de i natt är jag din - magnus uggla
- letra de finest - che.z
- letra de christ is enough - hillsong worship
- letra de a dark cloud - hrsunderground
- letra de do it big - problem & iamsu!