Die Krähenstadt

I brought it here
My tired northern heart
A city rose before me
Should I feel now
The eternity?
To distinguish the
Fake from reality
But I hear the calling

I hear them calling
I hear
We are wanderers in the Dark
Rise again, Forgotten God

I was the Sun
I was the Moon
I was the Stars

My soul is left behind somewhere
Buried deep in the snow

The black winged cult
Is here
They summon it back
They call it back

Heed my words
My prophecy
All lives end
All hearts - broken
All secrets - revealed
Still the truth - Unspoken
Our loneliness - Unbroken
And there are some things
Better left unsaid

There are some things



Credits
Writer(s): Daniil Mikhalchenko
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