Превод: Ловац. Фантасмагориа.
Then darkness will cover the ungrateful crowd All will parish!!! So that no-one would doubt!!! So that no-one would doubt!!! Fantasmagoria, fantasmagoria... Fantasmagoria, fantasmagoria
I have chosen you my friend, you're mine Locked inside this frightening dream, nowhere to hide Every night my demons you will see An apparition festival
(Dorrian/Lehan/Jennings/Bianco) Rowntree?s Ad Lib into LSD.
I bet you sometimes wondered What is standing right behind you Keep looking over your shoulder to see if it's there The solemn church bell pealing some
A mental inner vortex Possessions through a wolf's eye Envisioning the eclipse No longer to be blinded by a sunrise In this final benediction Confront
It's an age of nightmares and dreams While we are barely children of the age Floating on waves of cold etherial streams A tributary to the symphony of
croyants! Vanités plates au goA»t vulgaire Le lierre noir Aux splendeurs auliques Résonne la Kithare Passion mélancolique Au monde des barbares Conte fantasmagorique
If a fiddler played you a song, my love And if I gave you wheel Would you spin for my heart and loneliness Would you spin for my love If I gave up all
If a fiddler played you a song, my love And if I gave you a wheel Would you spin for my heart and loneliness Would you spin for my love If I gave up
["Phantasmagoria is a form of psychological disorder where the victim has visions of ghosts in his/her mind. These apparitions multiply, eventually driving
["phantasmagoria is a form of psychological disorder where the victim has visions of ghosts in his/her mind. these apparitions multiply, eventually driving
The croon starts at midnight to six pirate radio in the absyss open the door and listen listen so close so closely incatations of our own phantasmagoria
A mental inner vortex as possessions through a wolf's eye Envisioning the eclipse No longer to be blinded by a sunrise In this final benediction Confronted
Dark woods summon me to enter As the moon emerge from behind the clouds Enlightening the primordial ruins of a hidden burial site Ghastly shapes of undead
(Tim Buckley / Live at 'Greetings From Tim Buckley', tribute concert at St.Ann's Church, New York, April 26 1991) If a fiddler played you a song, my
Превод: Аннихилатор. Фантазмагорија (Унрелеасед).
