Текст и слова песни Coil – Cathedral In Flames
A sleeping explorer
His wandering mind
Crossed over the border
A mind like a cemetery
Where the corpses
Are turning
Where the bodies
Twist deep
In the frozen grip
Of a dreamless sleep
Then the lowest
Comes up
Like a wreck
From the depths.
He hears night calling
And has dreams
Of waking
Here in this brightness
That burns like
Slow lightening
He sees words
Burnt in ice
Reads,
His wandering mind
Crossed over the border
A mind like a cemetery
Where the corpses
Are turning
Where the bodies
Twist deep
In the frozen grip
Of a dreamless sleep
Then the lowest
Comes up
Like a wreck
From the depths.
He hears night calling
And has dreams
Of waking
Here in this brightness
That burns like
Slow lightening
He sees words
Burnt in ice
Reads,
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