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Crédits

INTERPRÉTATION
Zoe Federoff
Zoe Federoff
Voix principales
Donny Burbage
Donny Burbage
Guitare électrique
Martin Škaroupka
Martin Škaroupka
Batterie
Daniel Firth
Daniel Firth
Voix principales
Marek Smerda
Marek Smerda
Guitare électrique
Sam Wale
Sam Wale
Synthétiseur
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Daniel Lloyd Davey
Daniel Lloyd Davey
Paroles/Composition
Marek Smerda
Marek Smerda
Paroles/Composition
Zoe Federoff
Zoe Federoff
Paroles/Composition
Donny Burbage
Donny Burbage
Paroles/Composition
Martin Škaroupka
Martin Škaroupka
Paroles/Composition
Sam Wale
Sam Wale
Paroles/Composition
Daniel Firth
Daniel Firth
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Scott Atkins
Scott Atkins
Production

Paroles

Gargoyle-stanced at the edge of night
The blushing skies
Set their silhouettes to dreadful sight
On a flush of gushing brides
Three witches, liches, feral bitches
Predatory-eyed
Huntress maidens, dresses laden
With the gifts of thy demise
With the dark
They come, exotic creatures
Drifting past
The distraction of thy screams
And as they start
To come, erotic preachers
The Trinity of Shadows
Turn to black these gothic dreams
Nymphs, Moirai, Erinyes
Nymphs, Moirai, Fates
'Neath great beauty and seductive charm
These masks belie
Lethal intent bent corruptive harm
All ties to laughter cast aside
Three graces, faces kept in stasis
On the crest of dawn
Once crept to eaves, they slept content
By the restless dusk reborn
With the dark
They come, exotic creatures
Drifting past
The distraction of thy screams
And as they start
To come, erotic preachers
The Trinity of Shadows
Turn to black these gothic dreams
Deep gothic dreams
Death undone
The twine of life unwound in lament configurations
Snuff the sun
Their time is nigh untied to mortal aspirations
And execration
Just the need to feed
These pale messalinas
Full-reddened, dripping-lipped
Tease the frailties of Venus
With their necroptic grip
Nymphs, Moirai, Erinyes
Nymphs, Moirai, Fates
Nymphs, Moirai, Erinyes
Nymphs, Moirai, Fates
Angels of the fog
And the rot of leaves
Slaves to none but the Count of Three
The Shade supreme
Three sisters, whispers, moonlit vistas
Sirens undisguised
Huntress maidens, dresses laden
With the gifts for thy demise
With the dark
They come, exotic creatures
Drifting past
The distraction of thy screams
And as they start
To come, erotic preachers
The Trinity of Shadows
Turn to black these gothic dreams
The Trinity of Shadows
Turn to black these gothic dreams
Written by: Daniel James Firth, Daniel Lloyd Davey, Donald Harold Jr Burbage, Donny Burbage, Marek Smerda, Martin Škaroupka, Sam Wale, Zoe Federoff
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