St. Petersburg Lyrics & Chords By Bersarin Quartett

Midst in our travelling hell just after Sweden floats on the Neva St. Petersburg. After the curtain before the blow cool our fever St. Petersburg, hello. Sundown at...read more

It's my turn It's your turn It's my turn Time to leave Take a bag And pack it neat I've got no future so I'm marching East Corpses in cardboard...read more

She walked through the room, armed with just a cigarette Stops for a breath, takes a drink from the cabinet Happy I saw her class, with a gas A bubble appears, a creature with no...read more

Before the time of the morning sandman I can find my way around Soon be here at the borderline I guess Armageddon coming down And here lies a pretty state again It's time to...read more

He was just a servant in the kingdom A place of birth where someday he would fall Was laid to rest upon a bloody Sunday Hurried inside the empty palace walls When he fell...read more