C / Cauldron / Those Who Has No Expression in Their Faces
Blood burns me, under the crucifix when ravens fly towards me. Blood burns me, you´ll see it and then you´ll believe Majestyc will appear before me. Awaiting the night inside the forest the song of knives brands my destiny. Four fires light the snow. Now, the ice under the moon cracks Lugubrous they form circles those who has no expression in their faces when steel is stained with blood. Sun has fallen subjugated by the moon infinite power of seduction while between lights and shadows forest guard the myth. Now the demons reveal before me a sickly world I´m screaming here feeling alone Blood, like streams of lava advances toward the sea composing decadent melodies to Earth, to Skies, to Shadows. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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