Total views: 1 time this week / Rating: 7.54/10 [24 votes]Album: A Gate Through Bloodstained Mirrors / Original Release Date: 2001-09Genre: RockSong Duration: 10 min 34 sec
The wind cast a ruin upon my soul.
The night is dying, yet we cursed the dawn, each
mourning, upon a festering grave.
The moonlight has no shine through the doom.
The burning corpse of god shall keep us warm in the doom
of howling winds
For we are a race from beyond the wanderers of night.