Wings of Funeral (Live at Birkagården, Stockholm, October 23rd 1987)

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Nightsky, death awaits
 I fall to die, wings of funeral
 The curse of the old cemetery
 That goes on, watch your hold? curse of death
 Satan've been tortureing my soul
 Sorcery. I wish to die
 Winds of death, winds of funeral
 The curse of the old cemetary
 A magic so pure, winds of funeral? curse of death
 Satan've been eating, tortureing my soul

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Duration
03:38
Key
5
Tempo
127 BPM

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