Decree - Shallow Breath Тексты

Shallow Breath
Black fears
a creeping sensation
False pulse
the blood of exertion
Night's breath
of gold desolation
The confined
designs of death

Black wings sweep low
Over rotted souls
Screaming fears
Blackangel pounces

The thieves of fears
Black walls surround us
Child's ghost appears
Drowned in the peals of darkness

Blind tears
the soul's desperation
False hopes
a lament of conviction
Deaf ears
toll bells of extinction
You breathe
your last shallow breath
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