كلمات In The Land Of Rain And Sorrow

Barren stretch of heath A mist as thick as milk The stench of burnt flesh Overpowering the smell of stone and timber My woven hands upon my breast At night I awake to fulfill my quest I cannot rest, I cannot die In straight and shiny woods I cry At night I awake from the boundless death To take revenge and devour your flesh Slowly I wander through the weed And follow the light Follow the light of the freezing Moon Barefoot I roam the woodland floor An ominous fog shapes a ring My presence is now bound I cannot rest, I cannot die In straight and shiny woods I cry Mark my words My presence is now bound Is now bound Persecution, execution, torture and flames An era of fire and death Mark my words Mark my words When night consumes your precious light I will find you, blood-soaked and dying I release your soul into the mist of memories with me