Ghasts and ghouls, unholy rites In the shadows, haunting the night
Walking the earth Out of darkness birthed
Banshee screams echoes through time In the hollow, hear the bell chime Spirit voices, horror they sing Void of life yet among the living Cold wind blows, chill down your spine Worlds emerge, both realms combine
Always lurking, near when you sleep Closer in the gloom they creep
They wake when shadow drapes the light And walk when memories have ceased When purpose in life is without meaning Only the wicked will find peace
Ghasts and ghouls, unholy rites In the shadows, haunting the night Banshee screams echoes through time In the hollow, hear the bell chime Spirit voices, horror they sing Void of life yet among the living Cold wind blows, chill down your spine Worlds emerge - Evil of the nightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
