Текст песни Deathbell - The Ladder
Оригинальный текст песни The Ladder
A body made of fleshA ladder made of gold
From the height, altered
Feeling familiar faces
Touching familiar shapes
With the feeling of falling
Closed eyes and concealed hands
Ascend, descend the ladder
A trip in the dark
Pleasant seat on the throne
Unstoppable walking fool
A rule arises
Альбом A Nocturnal Crossing
Deathbell - A Nocturnal Crossing
Дата релиза: 25.02.2022
Официальный музыкальный альбом группы "Deathbell"
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