Paroles de Macabre Forest

Howling is the wind Twisted are the trees Unearthed is the ground As the moonlight shines Your heart beats Your fearful mind is now my macabre puppet This is my forested garden of witchery and death Enchanted necrosis you will take your last breath Ghouls are entangled Trees are mourning Cadavaders are exhuming The moonlight supremecy Has prevailed Your soul now incarcerated in a downward spell This is my game of Wiccan Ministry Now immortal, darkness runs through your veins Through your veins...