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This twisted wretched place
Shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
In dreams of black beyond the bounds
Of a withered witch's spell
Where the doors surely are locked
When the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim moonlight
Beyond the warmth of day
Liars line the roads at dawn
Watchful eyes are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed
To be unleashed upon the council of hell
Blood flows down the streets at night
Where wolves cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby
With the forms of the walking dead
Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one to bring forth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
His spires are growing taller
Still their shadows stretching throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
Into the tower never go the horrors multiply
Gears can mince the strongest
Ones leaving heroes paralysed
The rivers flow with poison
The sands swallow you whole
The ghouls that roam this darkened wood
Are thirsting for your throat
Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one to bring forth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
His spires are growing taller
Still their shadows stretching throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
Shadowed by the utmost darks of hell
In dreams of black beyond the bounds
Of a withered witch's spell
Where the doors surely are locked
When the sun threatens to wane
Where shamblers dwell in dim moonlight
Beyond the warmth of day
Liars line the roads at dawn
Watchful eyes are upon you held
Sacred weapons to the sacred revealed
To be unleashed upon the council of hell
Blood flows down the streets at night
Where wolves cry out for flesh
Where a horrible curse taints the woodlands nearby
With the forms of the walking dead
Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one to bring forth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
His spires are growing taller
Still their shadows stretching throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
Into the tower never go the horrors multiply
Gears can mince the strongest
Ones leaving heroes paralysed
The rivers flow with poison
The sands swallow you whole
The ghouls that roam this darkened wood
Are thirsting for your throat
Unholy inversion of hope twisting the faith of the meek into hate
Driven insane by the dark one to bring forth the foul biddings he speaks
The undead are among us at dawn they shrink back to their silken beds
They dance by night and drink the blood of a child's broken neck
His spires are growing taller
Still their shadows stretching throughout the land
Freeing the evils that sleep within the weaker minds of man
Исполнитель: The Black Dahlia Murder