Текст (слова) песни: Tarot - Undead Son

I hear, I speak, counted the words all of my life.
I see, I dream, if worlds a womb, Id be the knife.
I run, I flee, your fingers just wont leave my head.
I hear you speak for those I left for dead.

I hear, I speak, the tongues are forked, the ears distort.
I see, I dream, your worlds a horde against my fort.
I run, I flee, the vermin stalk within my walls.
I hear them speak their dirt within my halls.

Mother help your... UNDEAD SON
Let go of your... UNDEAD SON
Mother help your... UNDEAD SON
Let me go... UNDEAD SON

I walk, Im dead, Im slowly eaten from inside.
I walk this walk, been walking since I died.

Mother help your... UNDEAD SON

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From The Shadows
From The Void
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Of Time And Dust
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Pyre of Gods
Rider Of The Last Day
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