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Artiste:
Stonehenge
Titre:
Town Of Silence / Voice From The Past
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Come to this town And hear the silence Last human shelter Passes under the ground Sometimes this silence Breaks by the weeping The wheeping of mourners The wheeping of ravens Touch the gravemound Do you feel the gravecold? Bells of a chapel Count down the time of sleep Don't cry, father don't cry Death is a part of our life I'm a victim of this law You cannot help me I see the dark Through my closing eyes I feel the cold Cold of the twilight world Moans of ground Pierces you inside That is my voice Voice from the past My voice Voice from the past My voice Voice from the past In my cold grave I can't see the sun I can't see the sky Darkness is my friend Town of silence Is a symphony of death Is a symphony of pain And is eternal dreams My voice Voice from the past My voice Voice from the past I see the dark Through my closing eyes I feel the cold Cold of the twilight world Moans of ground Pierces you inside That is my voice Voice from the past My voice Voice from the past My voice Voice from the past No more sense No more life No more hope Only fear No more tears No more dreams No more light Only night No more fate No more faith No more love Only dark No more sky No more sun No more clouds Only death, death! Town of silence Keeps the sorrow Tombstones remember Names of lates Autumn leaves Cover the dead ground This town is a border Between life and death Great sadness Reigns in this town Only the mad wind Plays the melody of death Don't cry, father don't cry Death is a part of our life I'm a victim of this law You cannot help me I see the dark Through my closing eyes I feel the cold Cold of the twilight world Moans of ground Pierces you inside That is my voice Voice from the past My voice Voice from the past My voice Voice from the past