Dark Lunacy - Pulkovo Meridian lyrics
[Dark Lunacy - Pulkovo Meridian lyrics]
In the night, from the hill
Creeping shadows, cold caress
On your face, hit the ground
And feel the blaze
One of all, young and scared
In a nameless tale to write
By my type, where do I begin
Thrust into you the splinters of life
Fading away, lost in your mind
On Pulkovo Meridian bleeding on you
The tears of the crown
Fading away, lost in your fears
On Pulkovo Meridian
Now, call your name, on this page
But no answer from the hill
What's the time right to die
And wrong to live by your eyes, as you die
Why so shining Leningrad
Final breath, why do I begin
Thrust into you the splinters of life
Fading away, lost in your mind
On Pulkovo Meridian bleeding on you
The tears of the crown
Fading away, lost in your fears
On Pulkovo Meridian
Higher, higher to hill, higher to God
Higher to live
Night is falling keep defending
Keep on save the children of Motherland
Night is falling keep defending
Keep on save the children of Motherland
In the night, in the cold
Creeping shadows from my back
On this type, hit the page
And feel the blaze from my soul, to my hands
In a nameless tale to write
Creeping shadows, cold caress
On your face, hit the ground
And feel the blaze
One of all, young and scared
In a nameless tale to write
By my type, where do I begin
Thrust into you the splinters of life
Fading away, lost in your mind
On Pulkovo Meridian bleeding on you
The tears of the crown
Fading away, lost in your fears
On Pulkovo Meridian
Now, call your name, on this page
But no answer from the hill
What's the time right to die
And wrong to live by your eyes, as you die
Why so shining Leningrad
Final breath, why do I begin
Thrust into you the splinters of life
Fading away, lost in your mind
On Pulkovo Meridian bleeding on you
The tears of the crown
Fading away, lost in your fears
On Pulkovo Meridian
Higher, higher to hill, higher to God
Higher to live
Night is falling keep defending
Keep on save the children of Motherland
Night is falling keep defending
Keep on save the children of Motherland
In the night, in the cold
Creeping shadows from my back
On this type, hit the page
And feel the blaze from my soul, to my hands
In a nameless tale to write