Black old stones lay dormant throughtout the day A whining damsel's ghost, that's what they say Is Spooking through these battered halls Everyone daring to witness her infamous yell Shall fall under the grip of her spell
Doomed to haunt these castle walls Dressed in white, perdition calls Possessed by mazy patterns of her wicked wraith Hear her call! End it all! Through the halls, I submit to my fate
Lured out of the chamber by a moaning in the night Black corridors illumed by a flickering light On the left, from the hall, a ghastly melody resounds Shadows uprise as I freeze and I tragically fell Under the grip of her spell
Fulfilling my destiny, side by side, eternally Her spell, my mortality, forever doomed to secrecyTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
