On the deep waters of the gelid lake the crater reflects, the breast of the night, that's is for me a remembrance of agony... Among the valleys I have wandered like a spirit who thoughts through the tombs of a thousand years old cemetery the cold images and memories insists on tormenting me still victorious, I seek for solitude between the sordid columns off my majestic palace
the gigantic crater dwells over the desolated dark horizon reflected on the mirror of my soul, the hateful glance of the avenger
Like rats I have impaled them, as well as their children And now, through the range of Montes Carpatus these old memories strengths my pride inside my mind my acts are floating, as my soul is By these mornful craters that claims the death of an ancient a new planet descents A new world of disgrace and destrucion has arrived On the wings of the Evil OneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
