maanantai 30. elokuuta 2010

Stillborn child (Ode to Katatonia)

Moment in time
like a clock that bleed
and bleed well
into red bottomless perdition

I have describe to you very well
what mean music whom dead has wrote
created and filled with horror

That i spread to you what mean when departed cry out
loud i say

And you wouldn't think
that everyone need shelter of sorrow

Oh, you wouldn't know
that everyone need shelter distance of death

Otherwise, you wouldn't dear to see
that it's going circle of murder (around you)

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