Expectation of twilight wearied my inflamed mind, I have waited with impatience frantic arcane moment. When ice wind will burst into my halls with violent might, Blowing out candles, and will take my soul away to coven!
There, where endless star sky is falling down to her feet. Where beams of moon entwined by tapes into black hairs. Where mistress of night organized Sabbath and governs it. Where she rocks demonic cradle of thousands nightmares!
As if on invisible wings I got off the ground... Temptation by devilish mystery invaded me. Inspired by sense of this freedom, I felt purgation!
Mountains and dense forests had stretched under me, Faces of live corpses tortured by life were sweeping past. Behind my back the dark was rushing, gathered speed, Into embraces of goddess to exalt her pride and satisfy her lust!Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
