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• Artiste: Siebenburgen
• Titre: Harvest For The Devil
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Mist veiled enchantress shrouded unlit Storned through in malice, bestowing her wit Her ominous shadows stayed untamed As bitte words failed when avowed and named Drawing vicious chapters red Challenging the drama, all affection fled Waiting for an endless sigh If death only had silently passed her by... Falling into a void of stars Where shadow storms burned passion in her heart Demonic priestess of a dying moon Queen Nocturnia In her naked tomb, torchlit and close Theatrical prayers demonical preached Invoking the suprema, the cast out foes Each goal meant to be, selfishly reached Soaking the ambrosial withered wine Her ember cloth stained complete All her fears she now egocentrically decline As darkness her dreams abusively entreat Mysterious silhouettes of shadows that decayed Reposing on cold dismal castle grounds Just vague memories from pacts never paid And spirits that surrender to tragically bounds As the graveworms permitted, and evil arose Amongst ceremonial pyres, alit and fumed Chasing dolorous spells, striving in angelic pose Nightfall persisting, and sunrise was consumed With a glance, yet her faith obtained obscure She threw her crown amid the glowing revelations Purging her corrupted soul, stained but pure To unbind the secret paths revealing devastations Impetuous, all in vain, her atonement were kneen She felt closeness with both foe and fiend And as real as in her most unbroken dream Pure impressions turned utterly extreme