Тексты песни «Procession»

Every night you can hear a sound Pulsating all around Every night you can hear a sound A sound that won't go down Late at night, she awakes Arrising from her tomb Late at night, she walks the streets She comes...

The Agony Scene Procession The stench of the hopeless and wounded. The cries that escape from the of depths of regret. Your bleeding mass in procession. That fell on the path from which it strayed. . To die at the...

Military livestock bred to expand state control. The underclass, suppressed, underprivileged and lured by incentive. Church and state, hand in hand, lead them through the trenches of war. A nation born blind should have...

Military livestock bred to expand state control. The underclass, suppressed, underprivileged and lured by incentive. Church and state, hand in hand, lead them through the trenches of war. A nation born blind should have...

Misery strikes fear into those left behind Procession of the undertakers Removing those who died Lay to waste my stiffened core All hope is gone - all life is lost solo: Ogawa Holding high the casket Spreading the...

Archbishop Peter Abelard, your books are to be burned wherever they are found, and you are to be sentenced to perpetual silence. Prepare the fires! Abelard I will not surrender my books to your hellish torch! Never!...

Archbishop Peter Abelard, your books are to be burned wherever they are found, and you are to be sentenced to perpetual silence. Prepare the fires! Abelard I will not surrender my books to your hellish torch! Never!...

Subjected nevermore, to the whims of the dying Steal their flesh, from the pool of the lying Injected more, erythematous moisture Beyond high, by the chosen kind Feel it, to breathe evermore Of the wicked of the world,...

Desolation... Creation.....

There is no end to this I have seen your face But I don't recognize all these things You must have kept behind It's a problem, you know That's been there all your life Tries to make you see the world without you That's...

[footsteps] -"is the city open? " [voice of roman polanski] -"c'est beau romain, c'est beau" [voice of emanuelle seigner] -"are there any morning-papers yet? " [voice of roman polanski]...

I sat above them all And watched for days I felt as though my own kind were All that mattered and kept me sane I gathered them to me Watched their hunted pass away As if direction had finally come A resurrection for...