A pain so loud that dawn didn’t come A night of sabbath and howling figures What they saw was far beyond What they were searching for A chance to defeat death itself
Long grey hair filling the thin space Floating above the pagan signs on the floor The longtime untold words were spoken And all hearts fell in an abyssic maze
Her feet leave the world And everything dies all around Her eyes are not there anymore Lost in giant landscapes beyond Pale morning sun stands under the horizon Waiting for the infamy to complete
Revulsed eyes and nausea Pulsing air and frozen breaths Spiral of spirits, venomous light The great wings of sleep above
When the calm replaced chaos When the dust fell back on shoulders We all knew our destiny Was to be slaves of the malignant witchTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
