Anxious to fallen the night I contemplate the passion , lust and depravity wich come out of myself there is no place for her love in my soul I don´t need it the loneliness is my allied we walk together into the forest and I know that I´ll find wich I search the cold wind scratch my veins the snow is lose in my skin also the pain is my companion
The wolves whisper the song of my death they are also my companions At the end I find myself in the place that I ve always recall with nostalgia I spill the lust and pleasure into the inner circle of the forest in the hymen of darkness I feel an endless ecstasy , the hate is gone I´ve profane ravish the darkness I feel free and satisfied like the demons when broke the angel´s wings as an mortal seduce by the glance of the whore like the humid fingers of a nun after a night of passion...
Now, I am immortal , my soul belong to the darkness The wolves have finished the song of death .. Now they´ll eat my flesh... 9.TransilvaniaTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
