Ancient spirits are invoked in the dark Cold nights, dense forests, cries of death Ancient spirits searching for a new life Some captures, some rituals, a possession
Now they guide to a new life In the dark among the old forests We will live forever in this darkness In the bowels of the night riding winds
Invoking darkness... Invoking darkness...
For this night the ritual is gone There is not cries of death in the dark Ancient spirits are alive with us And we shall live forever and ever...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
