автор: Esoterica

Crying wolves under the moonlight
Dancing spirits and a raven`s flight
Mother Moon, where are the Ages
when I was yours and the last pages
were not written.An awful spawn
didn`t leave me to see my last dawn.
Mother,tell me what should I do?
Take me to the darkest side of you

Have found the mistakes we should see
They`ve made me stay.I wanted to flee
I abandoned myself to the idea of death
Since centuries my hope has been abed

Aberration, abjuration
I raven for salvation
Save me,Mother,save your child
The chime is singing my burial song

And the end is near
but I have no fear
My prayer-the last endeavour
Now I`ll slumber forever