I grasp the soil from the tomb And cover my face This face of a murderer
Serpents betrayed me They crawled in my head and betrayed me Old woods, they misled me Cut my face and misled me
The owls are not what they seem They made me do it Am I a ghost amongst them? But this blood is real that stains my hands
Tortured by these voices, like flies around me They chased me here and you invited me in...
These woods breathe evil! Rust on the ground and the arches of fire! These woods breathe evil! Here in the circle of eerie winds! Towards the black heart of magnetic north
Black lodge and red rooms of insanity Here I reached the point of no return With my hands around you they chased me here To this hotel of ghosts And they showed me this room, this room with a view And you invited me in...
These woods... They led me back here, to your buried body...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
