Postmortem
Postmortem - Blowing Waves lyrics
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The great Baltic Sea Cold northern winds And the holy might of icy waves It is the great Baltic Sea Your midnight fear of death Unfinished grave Waiting for next sacrifices Thousands of people To take inside the freezing water Once more sight to see you Invisible power comes out into me Wind blows wild with sea waves Rising over with full hate Striking the stone walls Of the dark coastal rocks She boils, she violently storms But I don't hear this rage I listen to her sadness and hear her pain She sings to me about this by her windflaws But stops... And again she rises And again the sea waits How nice the evening sky over the sea And the quiet whisper of grey waves something talks To the sun going away Into the endless space Of my kind, but evil The great Baltic Sea