The Walker Brothers - Disciples of Death текст песни

Текст песни Disciples of Death - The Walker Brothers



I speak
To the
Opening eye
Only fools live
To die
Disciples of death
Watch
The shaft fly
Disciples of death
Watch
The shaft fly
Red
The fresh blood
A whirling turning colour
Burns
On a diamond star
Fresh blood
Burns
On a diamond star
To
Feed
On the ritual sight
The will
And flesh alike
Return
Into night
Through
The light-strike
Return
Into night
Through
The light-strike
Red
The fresh blood
A whirling turning colour
Burns
On a diamond star
Fresh blood
Fresh blood
Fresh blood
Fresh blood
Burns on
A diamond star



Авторы: John Maus


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