Moonspell - Medusalem Lyrics
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Medusalem
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What Are The Lyrics For Medusalem By Moonspell?
Two white feathers sewn on the angel black
Be mine just for another thousand nights Or leave me to rot to the gods of the sun Just for a thousand lives Two white feathers sewn to the angel's back In Medusalem Drive a needle through the camel's eye The heart is a ticking time bomb Ready to explode Or leave me to smoke with the assassins tonight Together we ride Two white feathers sewn to the angel's back To Medusalem It's the land of honey The land of pain The city falls under its weight The golden sands were painted red And we shall free you from your chains Two white feathers sewn on the angel black Just open the gates, let there be light! Or leave me to be with Morgana tonight To the land of Cain, come together, we'll ride Two more feathers sewn to the angel's back To Medusalem It's the land of honey The land of pain The city falls under its weight The golden sands were painted red And we shall free you from your chains To Medusalem It's the land of honey The land of pain The city falls under its weight The golden sands were painted red And we shall free you It's the land of honey, the land of pain The city walls give in to faith The golden sands were painted red And we shall free you from your chains |
Who Wrote Medusalem By Moonspell?
Ricardo Amorim, Miguel Gaspar, Fernando Ribeiro, Pedro Telhada
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What's The Duration Of The Medusalem By Moonspell?The duration of Medusalem is 5:23 minutes and seconds. |
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