Paroles de Desolate Funeral Chant

Wraith Oh! Cryptic One I see, black The veiled one chanting near Bray high songs of death, call tombs where they hide Sad dark hymns in the air, black, the covered one roaming near Winds chant songs of death, graves deep, open wide I roam through somber woods, death, the shadow one in the mist Wings flock to my crypt, I fly to my throne