Текст (слова) песни: Cultus Sanguine - On these nocturnal wings
In depression down I`m falling down in the oblivion deep My mind, my force, my power seen to be unreal The death like air I`m breathing wares my fear my fear
Descends with the night the growing delusion of live I feel like be unworth of living depression shines on me
As a child under her guide I feel my blood flowing out of my veins Sister blade help me find The right way to an higher side Finally I`ve found the higher of side
As the blade ends this life I feel a sense of satisfied thirst I`m free is like flying this death on my own
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