The pentagram is frozen, in your dark dreams
There are butchered christisn priests
Falling in the common grave
Blood of christ paints my face.
Disgraced godly thoughts,
Thousand believer's soul
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- SEAR BLISS
Тексты песен SEAR BLISS
- SEAR BLISS - ...Where The Darkness Always Reigned
- SEAR BLISS - 1100 Years Ago'Oh my lord, let us fire up every church Oh my lord, let us break every bell Oh my lord, let us kill every priest' (11th century saga, Hungary) Witches burn the twelve holy disciples Chris
- SEAR BLISS - Aeons Of DesolationThe wind sighed among the trees The fallen leafs crackled On the sleeping landscape It was a sad, still voice And I hear, only I hear it The only human being in the night Among the hungry shadows W
- SEAR BLISS - AncientThe forest is dying In the heat of the sun The countryside is burning Dying birds on dying trees They sing their last song. The sky turns dark, the sun Falls apart. Full moon shines. The sky opens u
- SEAR BLISS - As The Bliss Is BurningThe night has fallen black Whispering voices surrounding me My being is the only eternal blaze In the black mirror of shadows I can't feel the pain But struggle to a finish I'm becoming I
- SEAR BLISS - Beyond The DarknessWe walk on hidden ways And live the worn moments of reality There's no free soaring The all-saving aim There's no flotation just painful being and emptiness But my soul wants to break free
- SEAR BLISS - Far Above The TreesFright calls me from beyond By the lip of a faceless man I'm waiting to glide his voice to my Neverending dark To feel my body As the icy wind touches The memories of ancient ones, The memories
- SEAR BLISS - Land Of The PhantomsWind sweeps through the forest It sweeps through valleys and mountains It stops and casts its eyes over the peak And looks inquiringly when it trances me down I don't speak and nor do the wind
- SEAR BLISS - The Pagan WinterAwesome power Emptiness Loneliness Spiritual journey On the edge of the horizon. The moon projects dream images. Frozen mourning calls On the eve of the pagan winter On a November night Dreamworld,
- SEAR BLISS - With Mournful EyesA dazed vibration wakes me From the confluent hiding of time and space A new world is born in my body My pain turns to nothing On its palely diaphanous horizon This is the last moment excelling the f