Tentacles of Whorror

From the land of loveless Knowledge born of darkness Mine forest burned to the ground Burned to the floor long ago Cutting the night from mine heart Basking silent in hatred Rinsing Rising Proselytized to the hatred Steal on the thiever Bearer of six

With the fate of the muse unsure Assumed ambiguous in rust You depart toward death and war So obedient Back turned to the winter You fashion this direction Still the bleakness will not submit 专辑:Tentacles of Whorror 歌手:Leviathan 歌曲:Blood Red and True