Slaying The Dreamer - текст песни
Slaying The Dreamer
I'm a priest for the poorest sacrifice I'm but a raft in a sea of sorrow and greed You bathed in my wine Drank from my cup, mocked my rhyme Your slit tongues licked my aching wounds
Put a stake through my heart! And drag me into sunlight So awake for your greed As you're slaying the dreamer
Swansong for the Wish of Night God it hurts, give a name to the pain
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