Celtic Frost - Juices Like Wine | Текст Иностранной Песни
Thirst and desire to rule the lights For crossing heaven's a futile fight Bound to storm our mind's wave Fervent to sail in deserts of mist Juices like wine
Celtic Frost - Progeny | Текст Иностранной Песни
I am you. Stillborn. Into this state of being numb. I am the temple and the sacrifice. The shrine, entombed within lies all I am. And you, the womb from whence I
Celtic Frost - (beyond The) North Winds | Текст Иностранной Песни
On days of northern wind, past illusions surround my dreams Drops of mute oceans breath in the palm of my hand The sound of silent waves still caresses all my thoughts Where
Celtic Frost - Procreation (Of The Wicked) | Текст Иностранной Песни
You are blind Deny the sun and light Whose are the objections? Where come the doubts? Procreation of the wicked Procreation of the wicked Serenades of
Celtic Frost - Mexican Radio | Текст Иностранной Песни
I feel a hot wind on my shoulder And the touch of a world that is older I turn the switch and check the number I leave it on when in bed I slumber I hear the rhythms of the
Celtic Frost - Dawn Of Megiddo | Текст Иностранной Песни
Humilated in human form/We have to die to be reborn Awaiting the final judgement/The dawn now lifts Subjects of flesh/Slaves of lust The cross has failed/You won't see the
Celtic Frost - The Usurper | Текст Иностранной Песни
Lend me your steel-bearing hand So I may reign the jewel throne My soul feels the Gods' demand As the lost Kings uphold my side Blood and sand Mark their
Celtic Frost - Nemesis | Текст Иностранной Песни
Heaven and shores Beneath the death of the sun Suffering at will Slaves in the cavity of doom Wastelands without winds Cries cut through the lies The heat of the
Celtic Frost - Rex Irae (requiem) | Текст Иностранной Песни
Introduction Rex lrae ... Dream Encounter King Wrath: "You ..." Dream Voice: "... have joined your father's feast Those who saw: Essence or
Celtic Frost - Jewel Throne | Текст Иностранной Песни
Once prayed to my Gods, searching for the whistled memories Empty eyes are staring now, to my feet a land of sorrow I'm the king, sitting in the dark hiding from the shadows of