Shadows oozes out from between the forest The clearing is chosen All smells spread in the air Among the shade of the trees Arises the mask of perpetuity
Blue eyes of the Virgin of gilded hair, Witness the deep blue of equinox The original sin is a magical act In the purity of the sixteen
Remove the mask from the eyes No questions, only silence Who brought it? Who gave permission? Master, Master
Come, come, come to the proof Come, Come, the knowledge is there
Heat waves growing on pentagram On sacred soil she exclaims once All are here, to the celebration Red wine oozes in nude bust
Come, come, come to the proof Come, Come, the knowledge is thereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
