The sadness of the shadows started to growl As a bindweed of the elysian fields The source of youth, happiness and love Left her duty as the virgin oracle
The maiden runs away, unworthy of her power Her beauty, her curse will be
Demons have written her fate The heir of ancient wizards will rise Endless is his knowledge, as mighty as the earth
The universe mixes with the human divinity A new oracle will take her place And the warlocks will fly at Tuesday night againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
