Текст песни: Semaphore Seasons + перевод

Semaphore through the seasons

With these ageing hands

Drunk with death and lilies

Twilight in the land

Time is a friend to no one

And makes it very clear

The sun is far behind you

And November frost is here

As the shadows fall

As the day is done

Let the clock wind down

Let the bells be rung

Dead seeds for our harvest

Mould upon our bread

Jackals drown out the service

Three witches by our bed

The pendulums waving

Looking down at the rocks

Dance along the black brick road

Knock, knock on Pandora’s box

As the shadows fall

As the day is done

Let the clock wind down

Let the bells be rung

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