Gorguts - Unearthing the past
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Relics captured in stratas
For millennia, have been sleeping
Secrets of buried scriptures
Are whispered through the sound of wind
Kingdoms or dormant splendors
For millenia, have been sinking
Speaches of buried surfaces
Are roaming through the seas of sand
Realms, once back to light
Archa-speaches are told
Realms brought back to sight
Archapolis beholded
Rising the fragments
Signs of previous lives
Told to the present
Lores of ancient times
Unspeakable beauties
Ruins of fabled places
Soiled testimonies
Of ancestor races
Relics captured in stratas
For ages, have been hidding
Echoes from a lost era
Can be heard through the sounds of wind
Kingdoms of radiant slendors
For ages, have been shining
Conquest of the conquerors
Are covered by the seas of sand
Unearthing the past
Knowledge...concealed
To the unborn one
Inne utwory
Hideous infirmity Earthly love Orphans of sickness Inoculated life Nostalgia Behave through mythos Bodily corrupted The quest for equilibrium gain Subtle body Odors of existence Drifting remains Stiff and cold The erosion of sanity With their flesh The art of sombre ecstasy From wisdom to hate Losowe utwory
I need U, I need U, I need U, I need U
I need U, I need U, I need U, I need U
I need U 2 love me
I need U 2 care about me
I need U 2 love U
I need U 2 care about...
When you´re weary,
feeling small
When tears are in your eyes,
I ll dry them all....
I´m on your side,
Oh, when times get rough
And friends just can´t be found
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will lay me down
Like a bridge over troubled water
I will...
Znów mam ten stan
Na ulicach dziki szał
Miasto kobiet woła mnie
Zaraz coś wydarzy się
Czuje to
Zbliża się kolejny dzień
Chyba pomyliłem cię
Miasto kobiet wciąga mnie je je je
Nawet kiedy przyjdzie noc
Będę czekał na twój głos
This little piggy s got more than anybody s got
He s been stuffed, dumb struck
What about me?
Mirror man, mirror me
Dumb dummy can t see
He s walking in my sleep
What about me?
Well well
Good night valentines
I never saw the sunshine
Good bye good times
What about me?
Good times never stop
Times turning, tick-tock
You ve got...
Little boy in a base ball hat
stands in the feild
with his ball and bat
player of them all
puts his bat on his sholder
and tosses up his ball
and the ball goes up and the ball comes down