curling tongues that lapped His lead As through thick mountain mist He wandered cursed with thoughts adrift He paused to draught forbidden streams That whispered siren promises
lapped the lead As through thick mountain mist (with thoughts adrift) Until at last, past grasping trees He paused to draught forbidden streams That whispered siren promises
Tłumaczenie: Cradle Of Filth. Fantasia Down: A Promise Of Fever.
Tłumaczenie: Cradle Of Filth. The Promise Of Fever.
that lapped the lead As through thick mountain mist (with thoughts adrift) Until at last, past grasping trees He paused to draught forbidden streams That whispered siren promises