Pits Of Despair — текст песни (Orphaned Land)





Traveling the world
To cure my disease
For years I`m traveling
The seven seas
The blackened
And bleeding sky
They tare off my close demise

The pain it paled me
To the pits of despair
Helpless I`ll be
My own heart I tear
My true self spilled out
Death is close no doubt
Forbidden it is for man to kill a man
Because of it I`m god dammed



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