paroles de chanson A Bad Case Of The Blues - Dinah Washington
Immortal
Miscellaneous
A
Perfect
Vision
Of
The
Rising
Northland
Winter
of
the
ages
so
dark
so
cold
that
flames
turn
to
the
bluest
frost
Mountains
of
ice
rises
above
an
dead
an
frozen
ground
The
ravens
returns
to
the
hills
And
the
Millennium
black
bells
of
eternal
frost
Chaise
through
the
Northern
lightning
Upon
the
mountainside
I
stand
The
floods
of
black
runs
below
Hair
of
a
cold
goatscalp
I
kiss
Eyestaken
mountains
still
breathes
At
one
with
the
poisoned
ground
Midnight
dark
sky
open
up
A
blast
of
red
lightning
rides
the
night
With
dooms
winds
deaths
angels
fly
Across
an
nearly
closed
skyline
And
the
sun
freezes
at
one
with
the
infernal
holocaust
frozen
clouds
Centuries
of
doom
reigned
by
the
Goathrone
of
desire
Raised
by
sorcery
to
the
Holocaust
sky
North
black
hordes
storms
Through
invisible
cyclones
of
frostwinds
I
lift
my
hands
And
join
the
ceremonial
circle
of
the
wind
Eyes
of
stone
now
sleeps
into
eternal
night
This
winter
is
forever
A
wind
of
red
I
rode
A
wind
of
evil
cold
For
the
years
that
have
passed
in
the
North
Brought
me
visions
of
the
Goathrone
of
desire
On
the
hillside
where
I
stood
I
left
for
another
world
Tragedies
blows
at
horizon
The
sun
freezes
to
dust
A
perfect
vision
of
the
rising
Northland
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