Текст песни Bal-Sagoth - Journey To The Isle Of Mists (Over The M
Bal-Sagoth - Journey To The Isle Of Mists (Over The M слова песни
[The Log of the Northern Mariner:]The great serpent-prow of my ship, Wave-Render, cleaves the nightedwaters as we voyage across this dark, icy sea, towards the unknown... Above,the bright winter`s moon emerges a veil of cloud to cast its lucent rays uponus, and a clinging, supine sea- mist writhes upon the midnight waves, swirledby the cool, whispering wind which catches our great sail, pushing us onwards,ever onwards... And beyond the tang of the darkling sea, the scent of night isas strong and heady as a summer blossom. I know no t what awaits us at theelder Isle of Mists... that grim and mystery-haunted place which beckons me toits shadowed embrace, swathed in dark legendry and entwined in the mantle ofancient sorceries... and yet I must hearken to its ethereal call... for mayhap the gods decreed this to be my final voyage...