Verse Follow the path to the widow and raven To a realm in the womb of the forest A fortress black with the sorrow of time And a name forgotten to memory
The meeting of frost and fire Creates a mist that sinks to the ground The base is stone of black marble On the gates are portents of sorcery
Chorus The cavernous halls are empty of life No servants for the lord of this hall He lives alone in this nest of And takes his pray by the light of A maze of darkness and anguish Of corridors laden with the passing of time His despair is infinite…tortuous He makes them pay for losing their way
Verse Follow the path of widow and raven To a realm in the womb of the forest A fortress black with the sorrow of time And a name forgotten to voices
Descending staircases eternal Dressed in shadow of night His presence stems from an unquiet grave His voice is the grating of a dying heart
Chorus The cavernous halls are empty of life No servants for the lord of this hall He lives alone in this nest of fog And takes his pray by the light of day A maze of darkness and anguish Of corridors laden with the passing of time His despair is infinite…tortuous He makes them pay for losing their way
Bridge Blindness has enveloped my mind as I see this fortress loom above me Ravens circle the tallest spires, nightmares flow from open windows Phantoms serve the lord of this hall; his is the fate of the powerful damned The screams of the long dead echo and the rags they leave are blown by the wind
Verse Follow the light of the moon through the trees A path that is made by demons and imps To a home that is bathed in misery And a love that is remembered in pain
The life that was here is twisted to make The curse that ever follows him His soul is black as he gave it in offering To ensure his love would live forever
Chorus The cavernous halls are empty of life No servants for the lord of this hall He lives alone in this nest of fog And takes his pray by the light of day A maze of darkness and anguish Of corridors laden with the passing of time His despair is infinite…tortuous He makes them pay for losing their wayTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.