Dødheimsgard
The Crystal Specter
Speak of the armorforgotten by realitySpeak of the pearlsin crossing unnatural fragmentsPerplex in a mortal disguise suddenly awareForbidden allotment in my mind warfunctioning like the scissors cut the tall onesDue to hunger not in fleshhigh as the spears was present alwaysCause it wanted me to feel life without lifereborn the slavesnevertheless dispersal of iron stakesto have become itselfdisinfectionThe dragon of blasphemymany others camebut all in onethere's a lot moreMy invisible selfhas brought to mea circle to roam
From Letras Mania