Полетели.

[Ангел Скво]

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[Holger]

Офигенная песенка.

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А пошловатые красивости в клипе не в тему нисколько.

[Скво]

Holger, а главное не картинки а текст и музыка.

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[Holger]

Персефона!

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И еще мне вот эта песенка понравилась. Таттва.

[Тишина]

Holger, а знаешь шо она была чудовищем( по моим меркам) . А виной тому, я считаю, стал отец.

[Holger]

Кто, Персефона?

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[Holger]

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...In the silence true consecration comes...
In this silence there shall be a raven chant
And in the chant - all solace
And in this solace true consecration comes

Come on night
Come on moon
Come on winter
And the dead of light
Come on tears
Come on love
Come on cries
In the abode af night
Come on night
Take me home
Come on love
Sing alone
To this Raven chant
Of loss and wore
Raven night
Take me home

In this dawning of the raven tear
Where wolf crave for night
And in that night a chant shall rose
In the temple of dawn

[tatpit]

babochka, Holger,

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A Song for Deaf Ears in Empty Cathedrals

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The veils trails and trials
In hearts rites and dreams
And count your blessings
The night has no end

Let go, give in, succumb
Hail that emptiness
The things that you let in
Are things that might leave you dead

Don't speak, words are futile
And time will erase the rest
The night distilled with tears
Unfruitful loveless empty

Let go, give in, succumb
Share my emptiness
The things that you let in
Are things that might leave you dead

The burned out incense of a buried love
Empty halo
Rising above
You are the one, of that I'm sure
But shall the fear become the cure
The fear of letting go
That has buried me in this field of snow