Beyond the Black - Fairytale of Doom Lyrics

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Fairytale of Doom

Fairytale of Doom Lyrics |
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What Are The Lyrics For Fairytale of Doom By Beyond the Black?
Blinded by gold and blinded by diamonds
I let you chain me in silk You told me lies, I drowned in your eyes and In all those castles you built Silver the doors and golden the cages Nothing was quite as it seemed And when I realised, you turned the key and I saw your eyes full of greed It was too late when I screamed Once upon a time this love was true And I tied myself to you We spoke vows to last forever Oh Once upon a time I lived a dream I got blinded by your scheme Still my vows hold me forever In a fairy tale of doom Feeding on nightmares, stealing my terror You enjoy keeping me here I feel it slipping, I see it dripping Like blood and tears you drink fear Silver the doors and golden the cages And when I begged you, you gleamed Laughing with pleasure, stealing my terror I saw your eyes full of greed It was too late when I screamed Once upon a time this love was true… Riven my soul and riven my senses I feel my spirits recede Dying imprisoned last of my visions Your burning eyes full of greed It was too late when I screamed Once upon a time this love was true … |
Who Wrote Fairytale of Doom By Beyond the Black?
Christian Hermsdoerfer, Hartmut Krech, Jennifer Haben, Johannes Braun, Lukas Hainer, Mark Nissen
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What's The Duration Of The Fairytale of Doom By Beyond the Black?The duration of Fairytale of Doom is 4:43 minutes and seconds. |
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