Ethereal Blood piosenki

Distress, No less, We haunt these forlorn graves! Drowned under, Such hunger. Unholy things we crave. ‘Tis romance, With no chance, To save such cursed souls. Peeling bells, Of inward Hell, Conspire soon to toll… Twisting and contorti...

Night falls swift, And mends a rift, Twixt the living and the damned. Walpurgis Nacht, The pistol cocked, By petite ivory hands. The trees draw back unnerved As I wend the path to thee, All clad in black, For the attack, On Christianity....

"Through out mankind's history there have always been days revered, When the veil betwixing life and death is gossamer thin and sheer. When the great majority mass themselves and seek an evenings fun. To sing and dance in base relief, with sweet meats ye...

“I am he who haunts thy dreams. I am that which makes thou tremble. I what promotes your screams. I am he for whom the dead assemble.” Flirting she provoked me, Rising from my lonesome grave. A whore’s inviting countenance, Jesus could not save....

Through hamlets where the snow doth fall, And tickle peaked crags from whence wolves call. In her casket she slumbers enthralled, And 'pon waking shatters the pall. With gossamer strewn all through gold hair, The dust, rust, and dirt have not impair...

With somber eyes he gazed upon the pregnant evening sky, Preparing to unleash its burden as the day began to die. His blood ran cold to contemplate what was destined for that night, Indoctrination into death bereft of God’s redemptive light. “In madne...