In a mystic night of winter When the souls are flying free And the moon eclipsed With Pluto, the death!
All turned black, and a red cloud from the ground Show the majesty, under the Falling Temple Now my body starts to die
His face with many strange symbols Rebellion, the secret dark arts Ancient pagan God of Torment The black Monolith of Death
...Now the new day, comforts me The black nightmare is getting away My soul is flying free Away from the darkness
The eternal suffer never ends is a legacy from the past Lord of Stones, the Perpetual Keeper Of another dimensionTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
