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The Thrill psychedelic-stoner rock / Kyjov

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Text skladby As Dead As Stone


z alba Hangin´ On The Rope

Autor hudby: The Thrill
Autor textu: Tomáš Sytař

Death of deamons ´s always dutiful
but today isn’t feelin‘ well at all, isn’t it beatiful?
So fell in love with Satan
breath the Dantes inferno, that heat and passion
beloved excruficiation, by will impolled
welcome to nineth circle, martyr

I would like to sell the frame
which opens hell by rain
judging by the sour flame
breaking up the day by pain

Alone, in dawn, known by stone
as dead as dead death
I would like to sell the frame
which opens hell by rain
judging by the sour flame
breaking up the day by pain

Through chasm within the stone, which it has gnawed
With course that winds about and slightly falls.
The Guide and I into that hidden road
Now entered, to return to the bright world;
And without care of having any rest
We mounted up, hm
Till I beheld through a round aperture
Some of the beauteous things that Heaven doth bear;
Thence we came forth to rebehold the stars
To defeat the sight of the dark
And I would sell the frame
Welcome to nineth circle
Alone in dawn, know by stone
as dead as dead death