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Тексты (слова) песенСписок исполнителей в алфавитном порядкеА  Б В Г Д Е Ё Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Э Ю Я  A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P R S T U V W X Y Z  Текст (слова) песни: Misanthrope - Pirouetting Through The GloomThen I die in a crimson world from behind, Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky. Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my acts As an angel tempted by The lust for the deformed Lashing out the depths of a being Lapsed from the azure, fallen Into the slough, where no eyes can penetrate As a soul under a spell Futilely searching for pleasure, in vain. Then I die in a crimson world from behind, Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky. Above the lights of loneliness, my tears flow out of my eyes As the blood of Christ stains my hands. Caught in a cristal conquest Seeking for the pearls of life Plain emblems of a luxury fate. Sombre and lucid exchange In a heart that has become its own mirror A well of truth, clear though black, a torch of grace. Drink the chalice Raise our flag to the livid star, An invisible reflection of bizarre. Caught in a cristal conquest Seeking for the pearls of life Tremble, livid star ! Resound, immortal drums of the bizarre. Sombre and lucid exchange In a heart that has become its own mirror A well of truth, clear though black, a torch of light. Tremble, livid star ! Resound, immortal drums of the bizarre Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my acts As an angel tempted by The lust for the deformed Lashing out the depths of a being Lapsed from the azure, fallen Into the slough, where no eyes can penetrate As a soul under a spell Futilely searching for pleasure, in vain. Our consciousness in evil Pirouetting through the gloom Our consciousness in evil Evil Pirouetting through the gloom Our consciousness in evil Our consciousness in evil Pirouetting through the gloom, God guides my acts As an angel tempted by The lust for the deformed Lashing out the depths of a being Lapsed from the azure, fallen Let my body wither away Scarlet will acrimoniously wrap my enigma A last elevation until I die Farewell to heartlessness. Then I die in a crimson world from behind, Praise my defunct soul to the highest sky. Above the lights of loneliness, my tears flow out of my eyes As the blood of Christ stains my hands. |
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