Paroles de Fullmoon Dream

Slave of the saviour has got the chains broken has found it's temper from the slit of evil sword. Lonely one is calling me to the company of guide awakening my instincts on cold winter night. Blood runs as the young heart beats feeds hunger with steaming meat leads me into the extacy ah... In Fullmoon Dream. So Now i praise this night and the moon of winter cold pale light shining like silver Human mind is awakening to the burning light of sun. From the Fullmoon Dream to the prisoner of self-pity. 'Til the moon will turn to full again so powerful it leads me into the extacy ah... in Fullmoon Dream. Slave of the saviour has got the chains broken has found it's temper from the slit of evil sword.