In my lonesome home The cold zephyrs roam Daylight begins to fade Darkness bleeds through the sky
A warm breeze of lenity Caresses my gaunt cold skin A nymph under the stone awning I awake from where I’ve died
Night of hunger Wakes me from my slumber Her ichor I crave My crescent hunger I waive
A shroud of brume comes to pass Flashes of doom rumble through black skies The harrow moon glisters in her eyes Both hands point up again My appetency ingurgitates me My hunger shows no repentTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
