Astral Cult - Call Of The Wild | Текст песни

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Through the mist
Silver light
Silent trees entice
Into the night

Glowing eyes
Heavy breath
Nothing stirs
Echoing footsteps

Come with me
Sweetly smell
Ghostly hands emerging
From the veil

Thorny path
Epitaph
Sticking needles
A quiet wrath

Scattered bones
No one knows
No one knows, no one
Nobody knows

Glimmering

In the dark
Be complacent
And fall apart

Not a sight
Not a sound
But feeling is
All around

Drift into
Murky pools
Let it go
Death is for the fools

In the gloom
See her face
Weaving loom
A sordid holy place

And it calls
Through its teeth
A hunger that never sleeps

Hear it call
Through its teeth
A hunger that never sleeps

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