vision of dying masses
creeping under my feet
black phantoms
rise from the
forgotten places
of deepest hell
plenilune
of sorrow
fomrs dressed in freezing flames
weeping blasphemous mantras
twisting my brain
graves are calling
infernal kantles
posses my mind
plenilune
of sorrow
spirit in anger
surrounded by griefs
buried in pain
I'm condamned to be
from the sky
moon shines bright
for my doom
from this void
flame burns cold
for my flash
from my eyes
blood tears flow
in this plenilune
of sorrow
