When at night God closes his eyes nor his eyelit warms the sky Rats crawl from the corner of the room From the folds of his robe
Heath a fate of lupine stars horrid children play They stare from lone dead trees to the bottom of the soul
Black rain engulfs the night fate among the corpses grove A silent night lace stalks on hallowed ground A lonely walk The autumnal cold weaves mourning in my thoughts
Snowfall hides the nightmares happened while they steps Forgotten solitaire walks the lunar cold The hallowed sleep in their coffin keep A lonely winter night beside
Risen from tender sunsets Golgothian would A horrid lore drips from his rotted sores An echo haunts the hollow soul … as lunacy enclosesTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
