Death Cab For Cutie BLACK SUN - teksty piosenek, wg trafności (od zawsze) - Teksciory.pl

Black death - Destruction

"The gates of hell are opened wideLegions of death are rushin trough.Those are leaded by satans mightInvincible messengers of black death!Satans servents millions of ratsAre invading the land like a stormthey"

Black Death - Nocturnal Rites

"The countess was laughing She looked out the plague from her throne By the gate in the darkness The crowd was screaming in pain Cursed of sickness by starving People dying slow They are burning their"

Black Death - Qntal

"No sai quora'm suy endurmitz ni quora'm velh, s'om no m'o ditz. Per pauc no m'es lo cor partiz d'un dol corau; e no m'o pretz una sauritz, per Sanh Marsau! Fag ai lo vers, no say de cuy; e trametrai lo"

Black Hole Sun (Soundgarden Cover) - Chris Cornell

"In my eyes Indisposed In disguise as no one knows Hides the face Lies the snake The sun in my disgrace Boiling heat Summer Stench 'Neath the black the sky looks dead Call my name through the cream And"

Till The Sun Turns Black - Ray LaMontagne

"Can you see the young and pretty Confident as cops Blooming, laughing in the shops Till the sun turns black Can you see the old and lonely Walking through the park Pushing grocery carts Till the sun turns"

Sworn to the black - Napalm Death

"Spawn of the ever rolling abyss Ever espousing unluminous Charred soul - Burned at rebirth Quest not save the death of the sun Repulsed by the light Heart pumping ice So cold to this world Reclude until"

When Death Calls - Black Sabbath

"He saw the world, dim with the glow of the vertical sun His skin crept cold knowing that this was the hours of dying Misguided mortals, you'll burn with me Spirit of man, cannot be freed. When Death Calls"

Black Hole Sun (Acoustic Version) - Chris Cornell

"In my eyes Indisposed In disguise As no one knows Hides the face Lies the snake The sun In my disgrace Boiling heat Summer stench neath the black The sky looks dead Call my name Through the cream And Ill"

Cutie - COIN

"Sunday ceiling spinning Like it won’t stop Every night with you is The cherry on top Stars get a little bit crossed And wires get tangled in the dark Can’t hold on to the light I got a little bit lost But"

Black - Juice

"*Black* numerous times at start and behind the beat To tell the truth man. Shit, we all grew up in the ghetto Young black males, huh. Those black girls, hide and go get it It was real in the hood. Niggaz"

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