Paroles de The Cave of Madness

carpaths, land of improper people land of legends and mysterious places of unbearable propage tales by masters of decadent madness in the center of valleys strewn with trees a dark cold house rise landscapes darkened by primeval forests penetrate in this cursed place by this residents smell the pervading air of schizophrenia outgoing from these corrupted spirits of these hatred and of these imprisonned furies that we study to control better any forms of malefic embodiments the ursed madmen subjected to tortuous autobiography the unchained at the moment packaged will immortalize their stricking acts and their degrading thoughts in the collection of liver lost