Текст песни Silmaril - Full of Hell
Secrets
in
the
permafrost
Trouble
in
the
barrens
A
brilliant
glass
An
eye
of
treasure
Thee
old
wisdom
Unloving
The
truth,
a
piston
through
your
skull
A
steel
bolt
through
your
frontal
lobe
Like
a
rope
is
reaching
down
A
dawn
sapling
is
reaching
up
What
was
wrought
is
unwrought
What
was
made
now
unmade
The
truth,
a
piston
through
your
skull
A
steel
bolt
through
your
frontal
lobe
Humanity's
step
unbidden
In
god's
iron
clutch
An
eraser
to
your
soul
A
smudge
across
aeons
"All
goes
onward
and
outward.
All
collapses."
Внимание! Не стесняйтесь оставлять отзывы.