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Аудио-запись: HIM - Venus (in our blood) |
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Her Heaven's a lie to those who threw away the key Her God is alive and well when the higher believes And you can't damn the river of her dreams Or understand the divine words she speaks Venus denies your seven towers above dark waters You can't quench her thirst with the fear hiding away from the day Venus denies you in your dark waters The moon kissed the sun and now we hold her in our blood Her savior was never on a cross pierced with nails Thirty pieces of silver never retraced her mistake She'll always be free from the arms of your sins That made you weak as your world started crumbling Venus denies your seven towers above dark waters You can't quench her thirst with the fear hiding away from the day Venus denies you in your dark waters The moon kissed the sun and now we hold her in our blood (She's in our blood) Venus denies your seven towers above dark waters You can't quench her thirst with the fear hiding away from the day The Venus denies you in your dark waters The moon kissed the sun and now we hold her in our blood In our blood In our blood In our blood |
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Аудио-запись: H. I. M. - Resurrection |
There was a time When I could breath my life in you One by one Your pale fingers started to move And I touched your face And all life was erased You smiled like an angel (falling from grace) We've been slaves to this love From the moment we touched And keep begging for more Of this resurrection We've been slaves to this love From the moment we touched And keep begging for more Of this resurrection You kissed my lips With those once cold fingertips You reached out for me And oh how you missed You touched my face And all life was erased You smiled like an angel (falling from grace) We've been slaves to this love From the moment we touched And keep begging for more Of this resurrection We've been slaves to this love From the moment we touched And keep begging for more Of this resurrection |
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