Текст, перевод и аккорды “Dark Whispers”
- I will be there when you mock thyself In the nighttime, when the shadows dance I will be there when you burn thyself She betrayed you, coldness tears your soul Out of the darkness Ye've locketh me in I have been aneath I'll feed your fear Whose is this voice, and why this strayness, This bitter rage I can't control? She'll grind ye down She'll throw ye out I'll be all hate that hides in ye And all the things banished I shall promise you vast victories She will be crawling back on hands and knees I shall cease your grief and heavy moan I shall stick the blade through every whore We have no choice, drowned She shall be All th' wounds she stroke in thee Tenfolded striken back in her Tenfolded every whore shall burn In dreadful deeds we shall unite As one we shall not cease the fight I shall set ye on th' throne of night, Bring forth revenge that you desire "I grind my teeth, I grind my teeth I bite and pull ye deep beneath Oh, let the children come to me...!" ...And I shall set, yer desires free For dark is our hate So let there be rage! ...And I shall show ye th' sterling strength Of thousand pariahs Let there be revenge! I will be there when you mock thyself... My sight, has it frailed, has darkness prevailed? Is someone still here with me? Here in me? These hands are they mine? Is this smile or a grin? What is this hate in me? My love, where is she? Scortum! Scortum! Scornful whores! Blade or a loin they are yearning for more!
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