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A dark cold sound... A dark cold sound tears the life I'm given Ignite the vision The vision that brought cold wind against my childhood soul. The root
: Lowering clouds in the sky aglow Darken my shield of victory Is my fate doomed to hell on earth? A shift in the wind guides me to to home I stare
to be dead It's just a sound going through your head Let them go on Standing there in the graveyard While the moon sprays its fireworks in your hair the sound
: A dark cold sound... A dark cold sound tears the life I'm given Ignite the vision The vision that brought cold wind against my childhood soul. The
телом Е-Е двигай двигай телом.(Х2) Оу...всё будет хорошо(всё будет хорошо),(всё будет хорошо) Двигай смело,двигай своим телом. Тирасполь,Dark sound здесь
Der erste Ton beschwort den Wind der zweite Ton beschwort das Licht der dritte Ton verlangt ein Kind der vierte Ton das Eis zerbricht der funfte Ton
J'aime mieux le silence Quand le temps est venu je prefere eviter Et vivre pour l'instant Peur de me laisser aller ou simplement rien encore J'aime mieux
Darkness coats us. The smell of fall. Changing season. The graveyard is alive, black cat across my path, the chill of cold wind, the breath of the
silence it serenades deceit secrets hidden behind your back your forever ideal fantasy sound the surrended you have gained all you could form this sound
September's here again! Every Insecurity reminds you, Who's at the Helm? Darker Times! Whith Fear in the eyes, Who's the Man in charge? Invented Isolation
me ride Won't you start sometime, let me ride I wanna ride high Are you ready to ride? Close my eyes so I can see in the dark Sometimes I only wanna hear the sounds
follow your heart Frozen past and tears from God Kiss these nightmares; my enemy Dark angel clouds Thieves and the wicked they do not make a sound...