Текст (слова) песни: Moonspell - The Southern Deathstyle
The silver bullet - so earthly fast. Forever Rope - so hard to find. The silver bullet - so earthly thrashed. Forever Rope - symbol of Trust.
The mandrake`s root, your restless lover. The Morning blade, first to awake. The morning shame that you can`t take. The Mandrake`s root. In venenum veritas...
The silver bullet. The Southern Deathstyle. Forever Rope - forever tied. The mandrake`s pill - your magic route to nowhere. The morning breaks - it`s lunar still...
The Elements all moulded together. A family whose name is Death. The Elements in circlefear. Bullet, Root, Blade and Rope All hold so dear!
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