Перевод: Лесные Of Souls. Время нарушенных Гейтс Часть II.
Перевод: Лесные Of Souls. Две тревожные души.
Перевод: Проводной. Холодный душ из Лесного.
My angel, clipped wings I know Wonders in darkness on grimy ground In a forest unclean, unsound Everything, everything has gone wild Make land for the
night long We sang 'Halleluyah' For the joy of it all And out on the water A caroling loon Sings us a sweet Heavenly tune There's peace in Gods forest
what have I done [VILLAGERS:] you've betrayed your own, now you have to pay it has been foretold in days of old 'n evil soul will corrupt the world to
Just one last cigarette and fly Coincidences made sorrow rule over your soul I'm standing with my wings around you I cry So try to show you're a man
Black candles dance to an overture But I am drawn past their flickering lure To the breathing forest that surrounds the room Where the vigilant trees
swans On with hope to the grave And though Red September With skies fire-paved I begged you appear Like a thorn for the holy ones Cold was my soul Untold
I'm looking through my window and I see a lonesome star lost in the night I'm looking through my window and I see midnight's gloomy forest, it's mighty
weary heart refresh my arid soul Oh Green Orchestra your charming fragrance tastes of love like her ebony eyes Pelting diamonds make forest precious
Hearing music from the deepest forest Songs as a seduction of sirens The elf-folk is calling me
violate you, you let me desecrate you you let me penetrate you, you let me complicate you help me i broke apart my insides, help me i've got no soul
Ablaze are the spirits among which I rest In the heart of this darkgreen realm of giant oaks My long forgotten forest, precious kingdom of timeless grace
tainted by your lack of free will We have become what we once most feared The brilliance of the light's been dulled to grey Denying our souls of the
When I dream – the light has gone… Something dark with precious mask Coming fast and giving to me some My midnighttime Fantasy. [A girl] The magical Forest
of our escaping This is the land where the Pharaoh died The Negroes in the forest brightly feathered They are saying, "Forget the night. Live with us in forests
watch my falcon take wing to wind and soar high above the forest once again. Following the bird, leaving the clearing behind us, we enter into the forest