Текст (слова) песни: Cultus Sanguine - I Ride The Winds Of Hate
Slowly as my sister night comes With her coil of shadow and sorrow I feel myself, I taste the power In the cold of moonlight I`m strong In the dark of shadow I`m real Now that my sister has come I`ve drunk the chalice of supremacy I`m on a level higher my nerves are in wait I`ve the power to ride the winds of hate I ride the winds of hate I ride the winds of hate I ride the winds of hate Hail hate In my darkness I find myself Hear the cold of shadow as well Eternal time, eternal guest When my sister will take my hands? My self My self My self Slowly...
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