Elliott Smith

Elliott Smith - Twilight

Black is the season in the kingdom

Time has come to slide the paradise

Dark is the reason of wishdom

Riding a nation where you can rise

For centuries, you led your disciples

For not sinking, into oblivion

In blood, you're filling up your legions

[Pre-Chorus]

In the chaos braving the storm, gathering the chosen ones

They are praying for salvation, there is no return

Don't feedus with your promises, don't whisper no more lies

[Chorus]

Somewhere on a distant shore

You fly... to Sirius

Somewhere on a distant shore

You die... in last flight...

You enter a void that never ends

Hiding your crimes, you will dominate

Calling the lord of a promised land

The realm of lies, you will celebrate

You say you take, the crusader's ride

Crossing the gates of perversion

You dream alone of domination

[Pre-Chorus]

In the chaos braving the storm, gathering the chosen ones

They are praying for salvation, there is no return

Don't feedus with your promises, don't whisper no more lies

[Chorus]

Somewhere on a distant shore

You fly... to Sirius

Somewhere on a distant shore

You die... in last flight...

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