Rotten trees with twisted boughs Cast their shadows upon the ground Where dead birds feathers and autumn leaves Lie scattered by the midnight breeze
In this garden of endless night Unseen by living, untouched by light In this garden by time forgotten Shadows prosper by death begotten
In the fog with a reek of a thousand graves Faceless figures move grotesque and deranged A dance macabre through this cursed domain To a gruesome chant of sighs and wails
In this limbo beyond all dreams Next to hell lies this sepulchral scene Where spectres grieve their death eternal A gloomy purgatory, dark, internalTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
