Hello, black flame that licks this nude mass Tears have watered the seed, the system has been launched The moon goddess toasts and fills an empty chamber Its echo pierces fearful hearts of forest dancers
Hello, pack of wolves, great to be with you Strengthening a weak shell, filling the hunger of rightful existence I retreat from the gates of Hades, heading for modern darkness Tempting vision of night reigns on the horizon chaos
Timeless journey on the wings of a black raven I see a crimson flesh in my victim’s eyes Endless way through the voice of death The shell’s thin blood satisfies the desire of being infinite
Coffin’s abyss is calling me Foretelling a walk in the moonlight The presence of the past releases unlimited power From which the knights of Jerusalem escaped
Mythical breath of ancient times Made by the wind of the black raven Set the infinite vector of a new activity Growing forgotten light in the soul of a tied beast
Timeless journey on the wings of a black raven I see a crimson flesh in my victim’s eyes Endless way through the voice of death The shell’s thin blood satisfies the desire of being infinite
From the gates of Hades towards modern darkness …
The elliptic circle of light fell upon an ancient hill Veiled in stormy clouds I look into the eye of evil
Made of pain, torn off history I’m listening to the voice of a sinister bird ...
Wolves have howled again tonight Bloodthirsty, in need of crimson hemoglobin Come Pegasus, the guardian of Hades Light the ancient fire in darkness
Hello, black flame that licks this nude mass Tears have watered the seed, the system has been launched The moon goddess toasts and fills an empty chamber Its echo pierces fearful hearts of forest dancers
Hello, pack of wolves, great to be with you Strengthening a weak shell, filling the hunger of rightful existence I retreat from the gates of Hades, heading for modern darkness Tempting vision of night reigns on the horizon chaos
Timeless journey on the wings of a black raven I see a crimson flesh in my victim’s eyes Endless way through the voice of death The shell’s thin blood satisfies the desire of being infinite
From the gates of Hades towards modern darkness …Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
