Текст песни From the Dark (Live at Ultrahuset, Stockholm, April 26th 1987) - Morbid
He stood there so many times
Funerals get orgasm from my soul
From the funeral... from the past... from the dark
The cross... a necromancer's cross
By night will strike me... i die
Ha. huhahah.
I've died
He steps out from the dark
Cold smoke as he passes by
I tried to ignore it in the dark
Cold smoke as he passes by, I die!
From the death... from the grave... from the dark
That night, by his crime, hatred, guess of death
For his sin
From the grave... I decay now... from the dark
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