My mind is on a verge Of a self destructive urge That begs and commands Things only you understand Refr..Code of silence Unmarked graves of the past Elders of guidance Died on the eve of the seventh return Beasts of vengeance Angels and Cherub of the air above Filth of our conscience Serpents who flee of ancient divine ó Vicious dreams come hunt me I dream loud in a marquee It becomes a breathing game I chant an ancient spell away Refr..Code of silence Unmarked graves of the past Elders of guidance Died on the eve of the seventh return Beasts of vengeance Angels and Cherub of the air above Filth of our conscience Serpents who flee of ancient divine ó Gather the Druids and ferries The mob, to Break the levies Of our sorrow and pain That lives on this forgotten land In the time of Winter solstice The power of pagans prevail In your arms the sorrows Of conception has been Announced ..hej Refr..Code of silence Unmarked graves of the past Elders of guidance Died on the eve of the seventh return Beasts of vengeance Angels and Cherub of the air above Filth of our conscience Serpents who flee of ancient divine ó