Autumn’s eleventh hour chimes In an old broken brick house Shadows spilling out of cracks in the wall To observe the coming night
Inside neglected tenebrous confines Sordid vapors craving solitude Scattered quickly through Rain-scented halls To below where dark was right
Intruder who comes is unwanted Burden for idle shadows we This is our time, suffer no light Prattling spawns of the dark complete
Vicious bright we cannot breathe In fear we strike without mercy Go we now Ominous cloud of death Purging up from the cold deep depths
Beware wary soul Travel not at night
Resting sad eyes near the fireplace Didn’t know shapeless murderers Gathered slowly from dust-scented halls Blood on stone, no time to waitTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
