From the mistiness of past ages Emerge the tempestuous night In which severe Polish magnate Doomed beauty in velvet gown In magnificence chamber Of aristocratic palace Calamitous distraught woman Has been confessed, Waiting for her death
Chorus: Blade spilled her crimson blood Life expired like a falling stars Dead priest lies poisoned by wine so silent breathing hard
Wounded sarmatian dignity Denies its claim to life For tragic love with the servant Rejected from her own family The lurid cellar in the old ruins Filled with forlorn cries Cold blows of wind predict Appearance of the black wraith
Exhumed carcass With the shredded black veil Someday will be magnificent Again...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
