✍️ Text: Thomas Gabriel Fischer 🎵 Hudba: Celtic Frost
By masquerade of sleep madness ever lures
Resting soul\'s rebirth, denying the depths of fear
Necropolis Built from mortal bones
Death descends inside the darkened mind
A thousand cries in pain, spread beneath the fall
A kiss glowing above, feeding upon the heart
Spells... on glory they ride from within
Light, as they seed hate onto the path
A kiss or a whisper
Floods of hate without relief for all sinister sleep
Shadows of eternal belief
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