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Exhorder - The Tragic Period - текст песни, видео

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Exhorder - The Tragic Period - текст песни, видео

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Here's a tale in history
About a period of tragedy 
A man who thought of horrid things
But really sought what happiness brings 
Terror instilled within the souls
Of men and women, young and old 
Come and listen to me, my friend 
He'll make your morale descend 

One Boston day, it's sad to say
A newborn child was granted miserable life 
Abandoned by his father and
Left alone by death of father's wife 

Foster child 
Tobacco exporter gave him a chance 
History defiled 
Twisted by literature, dark and opium enhanced 
So far ahead of his time 
A spark of a breed
Regarding all of his literature creed 

Infamy of tales and poetry 
Connecting his themes to his wildest dreams 

The maelstrom grew but no one knew 
He descended far beyond its spinning walls 
Into the pit, the black abyss 
His house was collapsing as he searched for El Dorado 

Perched upon Pallas was life, hard and callous
The shadows of burden lifted nevermore 
The vulture eye of death concealed
By wooden planks below the floor 
The quest for solace evolved into sorrow 
Lingering obsessions 
Intoxication, stimulation, creation 
Hindering addictions 

Apparently the message in a bottle was lost
For I could see no conclusion 
But all of us remaining in the shrouded past
Must remember to further ourselves by obtrusion 

Inebriated grin leads the mighty pen
Across the paper as his fears come alive 
Satiric whim ignites the brim
Of insanity as Pluto arrives 
Swaying cognac barriers
And the beating of his hideous heart
Increasing ever so constantly 
Conjuring the ne'er forgotten lore 
'Tis only this and nothing more 

Lightning bolts
Tearing through his house and soul 
Mental gibes 
Darkness hailed in what he's told

Eternally infatuated with despair 

Fortunado leads the way to fermented pleasures 
But as the cup of drink is met
The hour tolls and the Red Death guest reveals 

In a kingdom by the sea
Is where they left beloved thee 
The time has come to join, my dear
In your kingdom by the sea

Hear the toll of the iron bells!
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