Cover di The Morning Never Came

The Morning Never Came
Album - 15 november 2003 - Debaser id 92846

By Swallow the Sun

...and when she lies silent,
her beauty lights the room,
but now no other man,
will taste her loins of doom...
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The strength of her pulse is breaking her chest
She's getting wet from this feverish writhe
The midnight's cruel for a lonely girl
When the unknown slowly undresses her breasts

The voice - and her eyes wide shut
Her fever burns a mark on her bed
The path that she runs among these silent trees
Leads her body for me to claim

The veil of fog covers her velvet skin
As she kneels naked under the moon

The whispers from her lips and her screams
Invite me to her ecstatic flame, over and over again

Her bed is covered in dirt and leaves
And she's burning down on her knees
Midnight's cruel for a lonely girl
And she's getting wet from this feverish writhe
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out of this gloomy night

...now i'm a grey old ghost,
weeping in the winter trees...
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The wandering old shapes
Bereaved by their last days
The empty seeds, the curse of man
mourning for this given hand

Lonely steps across the land
Trembling heart in the ocean sand
The voice of despair echoes loud here
When the waves carry the old

For mother earth we fall
To the last of man, she'll take us all
Poisoned air, the wasted land
Turns to our tomb
The silence of the womb

The skies blow the last light away
Summer exists only in the writings of the wise
We prepare for our final run
When the winter swallows the sun
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My heart greeds for frozen stars
Deep black universe upon me
I'm enchanted by this warm light
Yet nothing can melt my cold soul
The lakes, my silent lovers
Whispers from the deep black waters
Ice would keep the ghost's silent
Their mournful song freezes my heart
Come down where the embers burn
Let the night embrace you
And just before the morning haze
You will disappear without a trace
Seasongs change but the sorrow stays
Symphony is getting louder day by day
When the fog raises the dead again
Disharmony of crushing bones
Will take away my pain
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