Текст песни Psalm Of The City Of The Dead - Zao
As
we
wait
here
for
a
sign
we
are
Greeted
by
the
end
of
time,
These
streets
aren't
paved
with
gold,
You
are
my
everything,
My
soul
is
growing
cold
As
we
wait
here
for
a
sign
we
are
greeted
by
the
end
of
time,
These
streets
aren't
paved
with
gold,
You
are
my
everything,
My
soul
is
growing
cold
1 Breath Of The Black Muse
2 The Rising End (The First Prophecy)
3 The Last Revelation (The Last Prophecy)
4 The Last Song From Zion
5 Live... From the Funeral of God
6 The Lesser Lights Of Heaven
7 In Times Gone Past
8 Praise The War Machine
9 Truly, Truly, This Is The End
10 I Lay Sleepless In My Grave
11 Psalm Of The City Of The Dead
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