pain The golden wine of the sun Deep rich purple, white and red, red The crimson vintage of life and love I'm drunk on the blood of the sunsets I watch the burning
Music: Anders/Alf/AT THE GATES Lyrics: Tomas Ever-opening flower Feed me seven notes of love Let its wine burn through my veins and free my soul from
, burning souls of red] Burn me with the tongues of your love Burn me free from my hate [Burn me with the tongues of your love Burn me free from my hate
Music: Alf/Anders/AT THE GATES Lyrics: Tomas [eehhharghh] Slit open the skies and let out my stars The night dies inside me, she's got ways to make me
Music: Alf/Anders/Adrians/AT THE GATES Lyrics: Tomas Jesus, no prince of my starved hell to be No way, my world it dies with me Far beyond your eyes they
Music: Alf/Anders/AT THE GATES Lyrics: Alf/Tomas Catch the rainbow if you can It will always be ahead of you Years passing swifter than you ever thought
Forever burn To see a wormhole in your eyes fall to earth And plague my heavens black With fear I kiss the burning darkness Forever burn Leave not
, burning me Unpure, I'll shine forever Wild darkness boils in my veins so tired Through the red With fires of dawn Burning in my eyes Burning me I
as the great seas Break through the chest, flying out the mouth Noisy tongues that once were silenced All the oceans we contain, coming to light All the dark
fall to earth And plague my heavens black With fear I kiss the burning darkness Forever burn Leave not only me But for every thought I think Forever burn
Traduction: At The Gates. The Darkness Burning.
Traduction: At The Gates. The Darkness Burning Live 215.
chained like a slave Trapped in the dark Slammed all the locks Death calls my name And it seems I've been buried alive [Solo] Take you down now Burn
with your corpse Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface Nickle nine at my waist, God
chat with your corpse Since way back, I was one to never like back-talk See me at the pearly gates in line, wearin a Nordface Nickle nine at my waist,
what we believe in Struggle day by day But never retrieving Taking our chances And follow the footsteps Ancestors will take us to this fight At the time