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Opeth - §1
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Текст песни: Draped in death, the howl of lore
Draped (Draped)
In death (In death)
The howl (The howl)
Of lore (Of lore)
My time is at an end
I have wallowed in self-pity
And I confess to you
As part of final plight
Draped in death, the howl of lore
The last will and testament of father
Hear the last will and testament of father
A syndicates mass in the waiting room
Like spiders weave rumors spread fast above regal tombs
Enacted grief
I will here unearth the secrets I've been hiding, hiding, hiding
And guide my children through my troubles
Put your trust (Put your trust)
In my command (In my command)
I thin the blood (I thin the blood)
I lift my hand (I lift my hand)
Draped in death, the howl of lore
The last will and testament of father
Hear the last will and testament of father
Draped (Draped)
In death (In death)
The howl (The howl)
Of lore (Of lore)
My time is at an end
I have wallowed in self-pity
And I confess to you
As part of final plight
Draped in death, the howl of lore
The last will and testament of father
Hear the last will and testament of father
A syndicates mass in the waiting room
Like spiders weave rumors spread fast above regal tombs
Enacted grief
I will here unearth the secrets I've been hiding, hiding, hiding
And guide my children through my troubles
Put your trust (Put your trust)
In my command (In my command)
I thin the blood (I thin the blood)
I lift my hand (I lift my hand)
Draped in death, the howl of lore
The last will and testament of father
Hear the last will and testament of father
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