Текст песни Celtic Frost - Sorrows Of The Moon

Into the Pandemonium
Жанр: Thrash Metal / Avant-Garde
Исполнитель: Celtic Frost
Альбом: Into the Pandemonium
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This evening the moon dreams more lazily As some fair woman, lost in cushions deep With gentle hand caresses listlessly The contour of her breasts before she sleeps On velvet backs of avalanches soft She often lies enraptured as she dies And gazes on white visions aloft Which like a blossoming to heaven rise When sometimes on this globe, in indolence She lets a secret tear drop down, by chance A poet, set against oblivion Takes in his hand this pale and furtive tear This opal drop where rainbow hues appear And hides it in his breast far from the sun
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