Extremus illae spiritus. A woman dying in love Her bride looks satisfied Ecstasy arises and explodes
She knows the truth Her real nature (She) can't down it for longer Her love consumes her body
Extremus illae spiritus. A woman dying in love Her bride looks satisfied Ecstasy arises and explodes
Her lips in silence Are acts of love But (the) pain she carries Hurts like evil in heaven
When the first drops of red Dye the (immaculate) white dress The black ones becomes blood
With the sound of screams Playing like bells in her ears Passion and lust are unchained
This is the better way They will stand forever United, loved and in peace Mors principium est.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
