H/Hexecutor/Buried Alive with Her White Silk Dress
Lurking in the shadow of a dead tree poaching in Trécesson's fog, a long dark autumn Ankou's coach hitched to black horses embellishes the courtships ritual, sordid and dirty
A lady with no name with a bunch of flowers A long October sigh
Shapes of malignant intentions silent thugs face the pious innocence Informal noises out of the earth bestial screams that render the air
A lady with no name with a bunch of flowers A long October sigh
Acts of vengeance from these faceless men hangmen's hands holding silent gifts Burrow his grave like a dog digging for a bone but the lover is only a prey in his pit
Buried alive with her white silk dress you have dishonored us
Exhumed in her outfit of damnation your virginity is consumed by death
And always nearby the castle a cold wind chills my ears A humming entity by the waters a dark melody of wonder...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
