Blackthorn – Hexshadow Turned to Flesh testo e traduzione (al clic) in italiano

Hexshadow Turned to Flesh - Blackthorn

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Hung be the sky

With black

Yield day to night

May the

Presage

Come alive

With pure rage

Out of the grim nothingness,

Out of the dismal woods and noxious mists

Into an assemblage of warmth,

Into your house, your room, your wrists

Know, however many doors you

Lock I’ll batter down them all

And whatever forces you summon

They can’t save your soul

Oftentimes it seems to you

Something silently lurks there beyond the light

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