Текст песни Upon Pillars of Dust - At the Gates
Fragile,
quiet,
distant
As
flesh
against
another
Heroism
suppressed
Leaving
hunger
in
its
wake
Tired
even
of
sleep
A
fragment
of
life
- no
more
pain
The
nights
they
will
drag
on
These
hands
will
not
abide
A
nightmare
beckons
Leaving
death
in
its
wake
The
sickness
is
a
dream
Imprisoned
the
deep
of
the
stone
Reality
Resting
upon
pillars
of
dust
The
infinite
Voracious
arms
of
myth
Tired
even
of
sleep
With
death
in
our
wake
The
sickness
is
a
dream
Imprisoned
the
deep
of
the
stone
Reality
Resting
upon
pillars
of
dust
The
infinite
Voracious
arms
of
myth
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1 El Altar Del Dios Desconocido
2 Death and the Labyrinth
3 At War with Reality
4 The Circular Ruins
5 Heroes and Tombs
6 The Conspiracy of the Blind
7 Order from Chaos
8 The Book of Sand (The Abomination)
9 The Head of the Hydra
10 City of Mirrors
11 Eater of Gods
12 Upon Pillars of Dust
13 The Night Eternal
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