Текст песни: Necrophagist. The Stillborn One.
A life free of guilt exists when
The eye fights daylight yet unseen
A book with not a page written
Means hope yet sometimes to be
(The)
Stillborn one, born dead
(The)
Stillborn one, dead
When dawn and sunset coincide
The essence of a day is non-existent
Lifeless
Dehydrated soils may not recover
From the drought they might be plagued with
Prepare to be
The stillborn one
The stillborn one
When dawn and sunset coincide
The essence of a day is non-existent
Lifeless
Dehydrated soils may not recover
From the drought they might be plagued with
Prepare to be
The eye fights daylight yet unseen
A book with not a page written
Means hope yet sometimes to be
(The)
Stillborn one, born dead
(The)
Stillborn one, dead
When dawn and sunset coincide
The essence of a day is non-existent
Lifeless
Dehydrated soils may not recover
From the drought they might be plagued with
Prepare to be
The stillborn one
The stillborn one
When dawn and sunset coincide
The essence of a day is non-existent
Lifeless
Dehydrated soils may not recover
From the drought they might be plagued with
Prepare to be
Necrophagist
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