White Gallery

Текст песни MORGOTH - White Gallery <br/> (4:06)You feel the nearness of compulsionSlow creeping fear inside of meNo reason, to escape the assaultNo reason, to break with the worldNo more twisted illusion, or are they realBorn to a second illusion, to kill yourself( )<br />White galleryNo reason, to escape the assaultNo reason, to break with this worldWhy don&#039;t you pull me to deathTake my hand and rescue meEscape from an obstinate memoryIllusion of death comes slow