Abacus Cult - тексты песен

A Cup Formed From A Skull

Adieu

All is Vanity

Among Those Killed Was a Man Aged a Hundred

And Thou Art Dead, As Young and Fair

Dark Night

Darkness

Euthanasia

Fear No More

I Speak Not

My Soul is Dark

Nothing Gold Can Stay

On A Distant View Of Harrow

On The Day Of The Destruction Of Jerusalem

Song of Saul Before His Last Battle

The Churchyard of Harrow

The Road Not Taken

Thou Whose Spell Can Raise the Dead

Thy Days Are Done

To Romance

To Time

When Coldness Wraps This Suffering Clay

When We Two Parted

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