Переклад (по кліку) і текст пісні In Rites of Passage - Ihsahn

In Rites of Passage - Ihsahn

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The room fell still, submerged by time

The chatter drowned in liquid hours

If ever words were obsolete

The vibrant air would speak

There is conduct

Like honour among thieves

There is grace

Within the fearful eyes of those who seek

And we know

We know so well the endgame of our presence