Текст песни Lord Belial - Hymn Of The Ancient Misanthropic Spirit
Lord Belial - Hymn Of The Ancient Misanthropic Spirit слова песни
I hover, the moon is full aboveIts silvery shine reflects in the water belowThe night filled air surrounds me and we two are oneI smell it with my tongue, this is how I guard my homeThis is the hymn of the ancient misanthropic spiritThe trees are the audience, they shall forever feed from itNo man has entered this land and returned to tell about itI am the ancient misanthropic spirit of the forestOnce stigmatised by a sudden beam of lightA nimbus of hate protected my domainThe light fought hard but I was strong, so it tried in vainCast aside, forever slain, I fed well from its painNow in solitude I start to chant my hymnA forest greets me so divine into its wombA friend of theirs has died, I bury it in its tombAnd then we chant with sorrow, chanting this old tune