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Nm Dagaz

10 juillet 2012 2 10 /07 /juillet /2012 00:00

The smell of divine earth's flying like an insane crow
Possessed by the cold in an ultimate embrace
She's crying but it's too late
The dusk is calling the great dark storm
The wind's starting the forbidden dance
And amoung the clouds the anciens are singing
The wind violently's waving, happy in sadness
The dusk is calling the great dark storm
Rain's falling from the blue night
She's offering her lunacy
Like an ever flowing tears she cry
The smell of divine earth's flying like an insane crow

The dusk is calling the great dark storm

Chaos has descended in world
Only sadness and sorrow
Take place in this burial place
Where human spirit still whinge
About their lies unfinished
The dusk is calling the great dark storm
Neither god, nor master
All are in total confusion
An irrational pleasure
Invade sky and earth
They laugh about the falling human race
The dusk is calling the great dark storm
Rain's falling from the blue night
She's offering her lunacy
Like an ever flowing tears
Through this fateful scene
The great dark storm is finally here
Chaos has descended in world

The dusk is calling the great dark storm

The dusk is calling the great dark storm

 

®NDM

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