Текст и слова песни Throes Of Dawn – Master's Garden
Deep traumatic illusions
Opens the gateways within
Into the surreal Master's garden
The hallway .. ::. ::
Leads to the chambers of Silence
We would be seated around
The table of Silence
With many faces of their death
Drinking the black wine
Of melancholy
Opens the gateways within
Into the surreal Master's garden
The hallway .. ::. ::
Leads to the chambers of Silence
We would be seated around
The table of Silence
With many faces of their death
Drinking the black wine
Of melancholy
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