When the dark lord told me to live I felt the raised lust of possession
afterwards the death yell of an impaled nineye gotten through my dutiful ears
I had to think of all the lost creatures which strived of their existence in the streaming of my black blood
nocturnal shadows, which glorified the resurrection like trumpets offered me the right way into hopelessness enlighten my path into inaccessible licenseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
