Steps taken into the darkened grove a few more might be his last to take
Accompanied by a distant howl casting shivers down his spine
The trail revealed by the night an ages old overgrown path will lead to the sorceress' might to cure the nightmares of the past
Enchantment gauze Don't mind the voices growing louder The Witch is calling with the wailing spirits' howling
The darkness Entangles Deep into A cold embrace
Eyes wide opened to a harrowing scream Paralyzed by a sight never meant to be seen
Behold the woman whom the gods detest an abomination, older than a thousand years
The great deceiver, I stand before you Eternal life, gifted by a lie Behold, the queen, of my darkest hour The messenger, of the end
A palm of the hand cut open taste the blood of the fallen Receive the witch's grace obscure relief from mortal life A palm of the hand cut open drink from the hand of the fallen Receive the witch's grace evoking the eternal decay
Rotting Suffering Forever In decay
The trail revealed by the night an ages old overgrown path “give me my pound of flesh a living dead you'll become”
A glance of the witch's smile spells and visions beyond life A fraud graced upon the fool it was nothing, nothing but a lie
The great deceiver, I stand before you Eternal life, gifted by a lie Behold, the queen, of my darkest hour The messenger, of the endTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
