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Kishore Kumar Hits — Primordial - Bitter Harvest текст песни

Исполнитель: Primordial

альбом: A Journey's End

A moment of clarity
It spoke to me in tongues
It spoke to me of ruin
Of destitution, and of pain
Where night, it never ever
Seems to come
To ease the misery of the day
Degenerate whores
Expose their stinking wares
To a foul race of man
Whores for all..., in time
Death soon shall bind
These soul less forms of men
To the dead of their kind
To live all their lives again they would die
In the very same way
Clinging to a profane hope
That a place beyond the grave
May repay their suffering
And their pain
In a way that no whore could ever ease
The misery of the day
Never, ever ease the misery
No
No
No
A moment of clarity
It spoke to me in tongues
It spoke to me of ruin
Of destitution and pain
Where the night
It never seems to come
To ease the misery of the day
Yeah, come on
Forever fight for the future
Where the night never ever comes
To end our misery of the day
Never, ever comes
To ease our misery of the fucking day

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