T/Thulcandra/Echoing Voices (A Cold Breeze of Death)
The silhouettes wither in the dimming light Faces turn into masks unknown A hunger awakes in the wandering mind Memories of an ancient anger rise
A change of the paradigma Dwelling in the darkness A cold breeze of death From the hidden ground
At the horizon, invisible - A movement in the mist A lurking eye - Glowing in the night Echoing voices, distantly - Whispering silent threats
Pale beings in the ghastly silence Bloodstained hands fade in the night In the shades the fears return Along the graveyards of morale sight
The souls are mere prey of darkness When the laws of light are no more Surrounded by the true primal sin They fear the return of the forgottenTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
