Fields Of The Nephilim

Fields Of The Nephilim - Darkcell lyrics

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Moon is rising
	A million years to me
	Soon be quieter
	A passing tear from me
	Sing the same
	Lie here with me
	Dreams a dream
	They all drop dead asleep

	Shining higher
	A foolish tune
	A cry from the top of the spire
	Wear a prayer, drops and crumbles
	Crumbles
	Crumbles
	Yes crumbles

	Darkcell is among you
	Darkcell is in my room
	Darkcell with the mortal freak
	Darkcell let me speak
	Darkcell tomorrow bloom
	Darkcell is in my room
	Darkcell with the mortal freak
	Darkcell let me speak to you..

	Let me out
	Let me
	Let me out
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Copyrights:

Author: Gary Wisker

Composer: ?

Publisher: Santeria Records

Details:

Released in: 1985

Language: English

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