Fields Of The Nephilim - Dust

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Blood, want to wash away
Got to heat this love
As she breaks
Dust
We fade the scene
Gotta reason in peace Now explain
Feelings go on and on
The killing is all in my name
The rhythm of life is all too strong
To get back
Come down
Riding on a train
In this swirling pool
of blood and brains
Well that s fate
My mind is made

Inne utwory

  • She
  • Dawnrazor
  • Mourning sun
  • Sumerland
  • Chord of souls
  • Wail of sumer
  • New god dawn
  • Returning to gehenna
  • Slow kill
  • And there will your heart be also
  • Static city
  • Melt
  • Tears
  • Shiva
  • Darkcell
  • Swamp
  • The sequel
  • Losowe utwory

    Biała śmierć

    Wiele razy powtarzali ci
    Ręce te dosięgną wszędzie cię
    Biała śmierć jest dziełem brudnych rąk
    Nie masz szans poznać ludzi tych
    Nie można teraz wycofać się .
    Więc idź, więc idź
    I powiedz dość .
    Zanim dopadnie nas

    Refren: Biała śmierć wszędzie szuka cię

    Estate

    Sei calda come i baci che ho perduto
    Sei piena di un amore che a passato
    Che il cuore mio vorrebbe cancellar

    Odio l estate
    Il sole che ogni giorno ci saldava
    Che splendidi tramonti dipingeva
    Addeso brucia solo con furor

    Tornera un altro inverno
    Cadranno mille petali di rose...

    And there will your heart be also

    We must suffer
    to free our pain
    can you help us
    to find our way
    you re here to stay
    stay here in paradise
    I d end this moment
    to be with you
    through morphic oceans
    I d lay here with...

    Love to by loved by you

    I can t believe I m standing here
    Been waiting for so many years and
    Today I found the queen to reign my heart.
    You changed my life so patiently T
    And turned it into something good and real
    I feel just like I felt in all my dreams.
    There...

    In the lies where upon you lay

    In the century where man dies
    We the huntress of the hollow hills
    Must put ourselves above pity
    Above self deception as law
    We must be again as once were
    We the soul of the earth
    As reaping time descends
    The sour gain...