Текст At The Gates – Upon Pillars Of Dust
Текст:
Fragile, quiet and distant as flesh against another
Heroism suppressed, leavin’ hunger in its wake
Tired even of sleep
A fragment of life, no more pain!
The nights they will drag on
These hands will not abide
A nightmare beckons leavin’ death in its wake
The sickness is a dream
Imprisoned in the deep of the stone
Reality restin’ upon pillars of dust
The infinite voracious arms of myth
Trying to even out sleep
With death in our way
The sickness is a dream
Imprisoned in the deep of the stone
Reality restin’ upon pillars of dust
The infinite voracious arms of myth
Альбом
At The Gates – At The Gates - At War With Reality
At The Gates – The Night Eternal
At The Gates – Upon Pillars Of Dust
At The Gates – Eater Of Gods
At The Gates – The Head Of The Hydra
At The Gates – The Book Of Sand (The Abomination)
At The Gates – Order From Chaos
At The Gates – The Conspiracy Of The Blind
At The Gates – Heroes And Tombs
At The Gates – The Circular Ruins
At The Gates – At War With Reality
At The Gates – Death And The Labyrinth
At The Gates – El Altar Del Dios Desconocido