Cheramor Guild - Spirits Go to Bed
12-ый трек из альбома Guild of Wizards. Наши паблики ещё тут есть: Донаты (donationalerts): https://www.donationalerts.com/r/n7_molot Донаты (donatipay): https://new.donatepay.ru/@N7_Molot Наша группа ВК: https://vk.com/guildcheramoreofficial Boosty (разработка игры): https://boosty.to/ipon7guildcheramor VK Play: https://live.vkplay.ru/guild_cheramor Текст: Midnight echoes through dark halls Shadows creep and curtains fall Whispers hidden in the dread As the spirits go to bed Moonlight flickers on the floor Rusty hinges seal the door Footsteps silent voices fed When the spirits go to bed Fright is rising cold and still Haunted hearts with icy chill Dreams of terror in your head Till the spirits rest and fled Eyes of phantoms watching near Fangs of twilight gnaw at fear In this nightmare tears are shed Once the spirits go to bed Graveyard lullabies are played By the ghosts in shadowed shade Lost in labyrinths of red When the spirits go to bed Fright is rising cold and still Haunted hearts with icy chill Dreams of terror in your head Till the spirits rest and fled
12-ый трек из альбома Guild of Wizards. Наши паблики ещё тут есть: Донаты (donationalerts): https://www.donationalerts.com/r/n7_molot Донаты (donatipay): https://new.donatepay.ru/@N7_Molot Наша группа ВК: https://vk.com/guildcheramoreofficial Boosty (разработка игры): https://boosty.to/ipon7guildcheramor VK Play: https://live.vkplay.ru/guild_cheramor Текст: Midnight echoes through dark halls Shadows creep and curtains fall Whispers hidden in the dread As the spirits go to bed Moonlight flickers on the floor Rusty hinges seal the door Footsteps silent voices fed When the spirits go to bed Fright is rising cold and still Haunted hearts with icy chill Dreams of terror in your head Till the spirits rest and fled Eyes of phantoms watching near Fangs of twilight gnaw at fear In this nightmare tears are shed Once the spirits go to bed Graveyard lullabies are played By the ghosts in shadowed shade Lost in labyrinths of red When the spirits go to bed Fright is rising cold and still Haunted hearts with icy chill Dreams of terror in your head Till the spirits rest and fled