Текст песни Barathrum - The Night Of The Demon Lord
Barathrum - The Night Of The Demon Lord слова песни
Dread the end of summerOn the blackest of all nights,The feast of samhains wakingIn the mist of pagan rites.The sunlight now is waningAs the undead walk the land.Tonight`s chaos - no mortal understands...The festival of darknessUnder red october moon:The powers of black witchcraftIn evil winds of ruin:Demons ride the autumn skyIn thunder clouds and rain -The gasps of forlorn souls who live again.Dare walking this night, ye wanderer,Ye life and soul you`ll loose!When hunted by his jetblack hound,You`ll surely meet your doom!His eyes are burning red like fiery coal,His cape - his leathery wings!His breath will sear your back like winds from hell