Dreaded by those who cross my path. Dreaming in splashes of crimson. Soothing sounds of drowning women. Diluting their blood to taste. Drank like the finest of ales. Non-believer of eternal life. Sinking to the bottom. Drowning in oceans of redemption. So amid the eastern light, we guide you back. High into the skies of black. Riding on wings of fire. Where the pale horse of moonlight. Meets the inkblack sky. The trembling of her footsteps. Trace my destiny divine. With creatures made to spawn. The scent of everlasting fire. Ascending towards the inkblack sky. Riding on the wings of fire. Trapped inside this strange and weird limbo. While the ecstasy we have together fires up the sky. Tasting the intensity in the air. Twixt fiction and reality stands. An utmost desirable artifact. The stalemate perceived upon as power and might. By those who cross my path. Chanting of impaling doom as I ride into the night. On the pale horse of moonlight. Creating shadows that will stalk you with every step. Disappearing into the night. Unveil the mystery that surrounds the unbearable darkness of being. Let the torch guide you through the night. Beneath an inkblack sky.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
