Текст и слова песни The Quintessence – Mood And Apocalypse
Even Crows are silent this year
There's no name for the Mood
Presages escort its way
That1s how Gloaming comes
From its cloak - Invisible -
The dagger comes out
Blade flash at heart-height
Bone cracks, blood blasts
There's no name for the Mood
Presages escort its way
That1s how Gloaming comes
From its cloak - Invisible -
The dagger comes out
Blade flash at heart-height
Bone cracks, blood blasts
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