Текст (слова) песни: Darkane - The Perverted Beast
Cries echo in the halls of dread Left in the shadows of lonliness The cold walls of madness Staring at you with eyes of retaliation Looking back, at memories forgotten Feel the anguish return A forsaken place without opportunities
Unlock the gate to passionate pain A wound that nourish the evil inside Believe the illustrator of the perverse Obey the outer rage of depravity
Brought back from hell The taste of life reborn
Looking back at memories forgotten Feel the anguish return A forsaken place without opportunities
Savage spirits haunting my half done soul Angry at the awkward place Where they have been left A statue carved from explorers of the dark Endure the true suffering in this paradox
Cries echo in the halls of dread Left in the shadows of lonliness Believe the illustrator of the perverse Obey the outer rage of depravity
Slipped through the hands of the Guardians of the perverted beast Brought back from hell, the taste of life reborn Slipped through the hands of the Guardians of the perverted beast
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