The Absence — From Your Grave tekst piosenki i tłumaczenie
Strona zawiera teksty i polskie tłumaczenie piosenki "From Your Grave", wykonawca: The Absence.
Tekst piosenki
The bitter wind drifts
Through the apparition
A sleep that heavies the neck through the noose a stretch of song and
Deep in this shallow grave burning bitter and bleak from this whimpered
Taste of your weakness fallen so low sunken deep and black from this
Broken vow of your weakness fallen so low sunken deep and black from
This broken vow
Arise
From your grave
Arise
Where the black rains are falling upon
The everlasting to all of our losses
Calling from the dead of night
Hollow from the breath of my prayers now lost
Burning fevers
In the shadows and in the embrace
Where they stagger, where they fall, and where they lay where the
Rains, won’t wash away because as I burn what I feel as I sink into the
Killing fields the prevail is running you out of time while you wither,
While death walks beside
Arise
From your grave
Arise
Where the black rains are falling upon
The everlasting to all of our losses
Calling from the dead of night
Hollow from the breath of my prayers now lost
The sweetness holding the salt
To the serpents tongue, seconds before the fall keeping heads above the
Frey and keeping hell one heart beat away
Arise
From your grave
Arise
Arise
Arise
From your grave
Arise
Arise
From your grave
Tłumaczenie tekstu piosenki
The bitter wind drifts
Przez objawienie
A sleep that heavies the neck through the noose a stretch of song and
Głęboko w tym płytkim grobie płonącym gorzkim i ponurym od tego skomlenia
Taste of your weak fallen so low Tonken deep and black from this
Złamana przysięga Twej słabości upadła tak nisko zatopiona głęboko i czerń od
This broken vow
Powstań.
From your grave
Powstań.
Where the black rains are falling upon
The everlasting to all of our loss
Calling from the dead of night
Pustka z oddechu moich modlitw teraz utracone
Płonąca gorączka
In the shadows and in the embrace
Gdzie zataczają się, gdzie upadają, i gdzie leżą, gdzie
Rains, won ' t wash away because as I burn what I feel as I sink into the
Killing fields The prevail to running you with time while you wither,
While death walks beside
Powstań.
From your grave
Powstań.
Where the black rains are falling upon
The everlasting to all of our loss
Calling from the dead of night
Pustka z oddechu moich modlitw teraz utracone
The sweetness holding the salt
To the serpents tongue, seconds before the fall keeping heads above the
Frey and keeping hell one heart beat away
Powstań.
From your grave
Powstań.
Powstań.
Powstań.
From your grave
Powstań.
Powstań.
From your grave