Mistress Of The Dead - Weeping Silence of the Dead Тексты

In her eternal sleep
I can only feel her everlasting presence
Ashen whispers of death
Her bitter tears she wept
Praying for salvation to the Lord in heavens

My love and devotion
Now given to the desolated grave
In memories
The scent of her deathbed
Dwelling in desperate
Weeping silence of the dead
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