Dark hooded figure follows north Blood on the moon leading me up the trail I trudge forward, seeking the last of my sanity Darkness surrounding, grinding and crushing Huge steps forward As the light tightly takes hold of me Drifting in the glow that you've left behind Moths follow your burning trail The blood flows down from above The floods come in a wall of red It burns as it tastes your soul The death of all you know It all comes back from seed you've sewn Overgrown to protect the core Vine and thorn draw the blood of new flesh Dust and bone, nothing left to decay Seas of death calm the tide of man A silver star marks the thousand year curseTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
