S/Svinfylking/A Flame That Burns yet Casts No Light
Time, a curse, ever lengthening Like the shadow of my headstone Shades a grave soon prepared for me Oh wise dragon, heed my call Drag me into your depths Hear my cry and take me away
As the cloak of death approaches I take comfort in its warmth Take my miserable life A flame that burns yet casts no light
Joyfully I die for Satan
As the cloak of death approaches I take comfort in its warmth Take my miserable life A flame that burns yet casts no lightTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
