Ride

Hodnocení: 76%
Délka skladby: 4:47 min
Žánr: metal
Vloženo: 11.12.2007, 18:33

Interpret: Cathedral
Hudební album: The Serpent's Gold
Celkové hodnocení alba: 73%
Rok vydání: 2004

Lack-lustre vacuum magnetises the land, scopeless material in ruthless demand, concrete spectacle superficially grand, divine animation buried in sand.

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We'll rise from the ashes of stagnation, crystal warriors of damnation.

Nullified grafters manufactured from the womb, out of the repro-clinic into household tomb. Drag the nothing tiring through coal-dark underground, drive the wheels of iron round and round.

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Scouring eyes sear through that book of lies, and to the truth, well our search is dignified. Whilst the yawny drone of physical machinery march in robot mode to terminal destiny. Microscopic observance, forsaken innerland, spiritual inertia, absorbed in blanc, well our significance shan?t sink in their charade, ?cos through their drab pantomine I say we?re gonna ride !

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