Текст песни Tomb Of Souls

Tomb of souls, where death crawls Rivers of hate, grimness faith Scared life, nothing moves No light, opened wounds Cryptic might Mortuar fright Shreding moans Sick pain abuse Autumn winds brought back the smell of rotten flesh Across horizons ravens sing the hymns of decadence Impaled believes, surounded by the absence of light In this painfull paiting of decomposed existence Deacy and death spread over the land Leaving only sorrow and fright behind In the tomb of souls, where the shaows are old Under the crust, sculpures of blood So old as the night, guarding the encaged hope In the tomb os soul We fall, were dead