I see shadows following me, Tripping on the edge of my dreams. Hanging on my fractured Reality. Suck Sucking me into cold death finality. I see vespers
Sun To Me O, I Beckon Thee Bring Upon The Dawn Reveal Thyself To Me Rise Up From The Ancient Tombs Grant Us All Your Infinite Wisdom Endure As You Arise From The Catacombs
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souls Conceiving a mortality Scorn and withered Desolate catacombs Deprived of sanctuary Cleansing of the afflicted Disfigured catacombs
From the catacombs, from the murky deserted place the abominable monstrosity has appeared extending its wickedness all over the planet strange entity,
times, thanks. I wrote your name in wet cement by the Brooklyn banks. Chorus ?...Smack? for later. Made a fire, made a wheel, made a snack for later. Catacomb
Lark throated spit through beaks tonight These gagging chirps were written in disguise What's that sound? Caskets floating Hey you, did you ever intend
the catacombs of Ur. Lost within the lightless catacombs of Ur... Entombed within the ziggurats! [The Keeper of the Ancient Lore of Ur:] Trapped forever in the catacombs
Cold winds from far beyond the dark Chasing through the catacomb and breathing down my neck Human bones in little chambers All along the narrow halls Catacomb death over life Catacomb
it can be too late I see what you do We'll meet in the catacombs Kill my practicle jokes But meet me in the catacombs Down in the barrens It's your
Lark throated spit through beaks tonight These gagging chirps were written in disguise What's that sound? Caskets floating Hey you did you ever intend
I'm a whole country of pain and disease I was born on the ground And I'm down on my knees I'm choking on dust While drowning in leaves My wounds have
times, thanks. I wrote your name in wet cement by the Brooklyn banks. [Chorus:] ?... Smack? for later. Made a fire, made a wheel, made a snack for later. Catacomb
Cold winds from far beyond the dark Chasing through the catacomb and breathing down my neck Human bones... in little chambers all along the narrow halls Catacomb, death over life... Catacomb
SUN TO ME O, I BECKON THEE BRING UPON THE DAWN REVEAL THYSELF TO ME RISE UP FROM THE ANCIENT TOMBS GRANT US ALL YOUR INFINITE WISDOM ENDURE AS YOU ARISE FROM THE CATACOMBS
Перевод: Aesop Rock. Катакомбная Дети.
