Paroles de la chanson §1 par Opeth
Paroles de la chanson §1 par Opeth
Draped in death, the howl of lore
Draped (Draped)
In death (In death)
The howl (The howl)
Of lore (Of lore)
Alas, my time is at an end
I have wallowed in self-pity
And I confess to you
As part of (my) final plight
Draped in death, the howl of lore
This is the last will and testament of father
(Hear, the last will and testament of father)
Draped (Draped)
In death (In death)
The howl (The howl)
Of lore (Of lore)
Alas, my time is at an end
I have wallowed in self-pity
And I confess to you
As part of (my) final plight
Draped in death, the howl of lore
This is the last will and testament of father
(Hear, the last will and testament of father)
(You will find)
A syndicates mass in the waiting room
"Like spiders weave"
And rumors spread fast above "regal" tombs
Enacted grief
I will here unearth the secrets I've been hiding (hiding, hiding)
And guide "my" children through my trials
Put your trust (Put your trust)
In my command (In my command)
I thin the blood (I thin the blood)
I lift my hand (I lift my hand)
Draped in death, the howl of lore
This is the last will and testament of father
(Hear, the last will and testament of father)
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