Paroles de Ghoul Wind

Night falls over hills and rural plains Night calls to the sleeping bone remains Every fourth moon for centuries Sees the charge of the ghoul wind raid Midwinter and Walpurgis Night And at Cimmerian August Shade Lids creak as the corpses start to barge Tombs speak in the draught Of the raider's charge Unfortunate nights for centuries As the moon wears cranial shade Bonfires burn for mercy To fend off the spectral blade Godless spirit raiders Ride the howling wind Backwood grave invaders Resume their die hard sin Screeching and yammering With grins of vengeful might Ghouls blaze across the sky tonight Every fourth moon for centuries Sees the charge of the ghoul wind raid May-Eve and Midwinter Blot And at Cimmerian August Shade