Paroles de The blasphemer

Bethzaida

Date de parution : 11/11/2012

Durée : 0:05:45

Style : Heavy Metal

I am the shadow's darkness
I am the sweetest pain
I am the curse of heaven
I am sweet tender hell
I bring you cold winter
Upon the mountains high
But what i crave from you my love
Will never satisfy
As nothing stands before me
I leave nothing when i am gone
I come with the cold wind from north
And i always must go on
I bring you nights of passion
Between walls made of wood
And when i have to go i whisper
"i thought you understood"
Take comfort as i leave you
One day i will return
Continue where we left off
You have so much more to learn
Why is the night so brief ? what we could accomplish in a small
Eternity,
Two in darkness. the sun hidden behind the horizon. forever darkness...