Alastor (Hrv)
House Of Shadows
Night is screaming and calling us Like mother that is calling child Blind we stand in the room of dark Light is fall and died The shadow curtains on our faces The moon is laughing bright The wind is singing the melody of grace We are acursed ones Surrounded by the cold walls We feel their painfull cry Their memories are strong and eternal This terror must die Madness is creeping slowly On fear of what's beyond We are the slaves of our taughts But we must hold on The sun come up on wings of hope All shadows are gone The greatest fear that man can have Is a fear of unknown I can't tell what we have seen In that house But those who will go once there Are never the same
From Letras Mania