The Burning Coast Of Regnum Italicum song lyrics
My black, feathered breast
Unto comes o'er mast & sail
Look upon a broken site
Torn apart through wind & hail
Lead me to the chaos of water
As I reveal myself to you
A fall from God is a blessing unknown
Its rivers deep from which I drew
Where is the burning city?
Great Naples, its kings alone
A hunger roared and reared
A fool suffers in Rome
Mon enfant, prends patience,
Bientot la nuit tombera.
Dors, si tu peux,
Et reve de pays merveilleux.
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lyrics for The Burning Coast Of Regnum Italicum, the 12th song of the 14 recorded for the album Evinta, with a total running time of , by My Dying Bride. It was released on via , and produced by .