Из альбома: Spilling the Blood of the World

The funeral I see death
I travel through darkness
I sacrifice my impious soul

The winds speak my name

Candles light my grave
Shadows dance in the night
Rituals of the ancients
Nocturnal blessings

Midnight funeral

This darkness is sacred
The night calls my name
The dead is alive
On this enchanted night

Spirits of the undead
In fullmoon possession
From this grave I shall
Rise from the dead

Midnight funeral

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