Paroles de Samhain Wind
A chill grips the earthThe world must die before grim rebirth
The oaks ablaze signal Summer's end
All must die, the harvest is at hand
Dead leaves fill the air
The smell of Death
The Samhain wind is blowing
In the breeze, between the trees
The dead won't rest
I feel the spirit move
Spectral shapes make themselves known
Now returned, dead but not gone
The veil is torn between two spheres
The final hour is ever drawing near
Dead leaves fill the air
The smell of Death
The Samhain wind is blowing
In the breeze, between the trees
The dead won't rest
I feel the spirit moving
Cast the bones into the flame
Beckon the dead to return again The smell of Death
The Samhain wind is blowing
In the breeze, between the trees
The dead won't rest
I feel the spirit moving in
The Samhain wind is blowing
In the breeze, between the trees
The dead won't rest
I feel the spirit move
Spectral shapes make themselves known
Now returned, dead but not gone
The veil is torn between two spheres
The final hour is ever drawing near
Dead leaves fill the air
The smell of Death
The Samhain wind is blowing
In the breeze, between the trees
The dead won't rest
I feel the spirit moving
Cast the bones into the flame
Beckon the dead to return again The smell of Death
The Samhain wind is blowing
In the breeze, between the trees
The dead won't rest
I feel the spirit moving in
