V / Vetala / My Forests of Magical Mysteries
Our Master summoned us to gather In Forests of Evil and Terror Oh these trees are so beautiful They're my doom and my coffin.
I wander in the dark with my Spirit Side-by-side with Evil at hand Silver clouds start to form Ascending to the earthly domain.
My Forest is Eternal and in me I've found Damnation in my burning vampyric eyes I shed my tears and my hands are made of sand So forever be it the way it is... damned.
From this moment I've found my perdition I am lost in the Eternity of these woods A coffin rose from the soil in silence It is myself - my death in this Forest.
Spells are cast, fruit of Hate and Melancholy Into endless torment of my unexistant pulse Sadness flows and my Soul burns for Satan A mystic realm lies below, under His Fire... ... above this material shape... Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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