My skin so old, my innerself so cold its our time of the year landscapes withered and jaded the frost scaring the scin with white freezing death beneath the winter moon we will dwell pain and torture my only friends tears of a gleaming crystal... running down my dead face the snow is painted in red... of winters anger visions of sorrow and desolation i have witnessed in the doom of eastern winters my thoughts are frozen i have become numb to life only my black hate reflects upon cursed memories of light my final breath of life wolves weep beneath the winter moon storms gather, the winds are screaming beneat the winter moon my dead body lays onto the cold ground when i fade away... beneath the winter moonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
