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• Artiste: Depresy
• Titre: Lunar Spell
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Abused by lunar delirium I rise along the marbled stairs Smelling heavy breath of must I know I am not in the realm of dreams What leads my steps into these scenes? The creech of massive oaken doors and Through the body permeats the strength of supernature An energy materialised in fear As olden as very prime itself... Abused by lunar delirium I rise along the marbled stairs Smelling heavy breath of must I know I am not in the realm of dreams What leads my steps into these scenes? The rooms ornamented by the cobwebbed shrouds Heavy crimson curtains soaked with silence The place, where hope is buried in flues Where strange tales are revived in lunar sigh Time of Lunar spells By terribleness driven, by moonlight wheedled I hear the voices from the abysses of ancient worlds Wishful to unveil the silent beauty of the night I want to touch the cult of blood with heart To fill up the goblet of knowledge To accept gift of timeless life To be a wanderer not enchained by time There is a purity in the dying, the yearning for a new birth It's time of Lunar spells Abused by lunar delirium I rise along the marbled stairs Smelling heavy breath of must I know I am not in the realm of dreams What leads my steps into these scenes? The rooms ornamented by the cobwebbed shrouds Heavy crimson curtains soaked with silence The place, where hope is buried in flues Where strange tales are revived in lunar sigh Time of Lunar spells