Paroles de Child Of The Moon

The scent of the soil fresh after the nights rain Floats through the mausoleum From his crypt Staggering after centuries of collecting dust and dirt The devourer of the sun and child of the moon Cutting the throat of innocence Drinking the sacrament of purity Rituals of blood and flesh An ancient evil still walks the earth Forever plagued He's never fled From his blackened heart That is forever dead Immortal bonds Keep him in earth's cage Cast from heavens grace He wields a thousand year rage