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  • Текст песни Mournful Congregation - Suicide Choir

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    Sometimes I feel, long ago life took the last breath from me
    Life itself, the grand enemy
    The white bride of wretched death, did guide me through gardens grey
    The fruit of which, would only fall to rot away

    Amidst such vast gardens, even the sun itself doth seem so pallid
    And the once glorious moon, its pallor so unhallowed

    Seven statues of saddened stance
    Perhaps the craft of a man still sadder
    Fallen leaves of the thrice dead oak
    A morbid portrayal of a once grand majesty

    What would one tear filled glimpse stand to reveal?

    The subtle fragrance perhaps? ...of a bloody wretched death!
    Up on his grey green throne
    Stained with the horror of a thousand bloodied suicides
    Sate the Suicide Choir

    Kneel before the Suicide Choir...
    Be judged by your suicidal desire...

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