5 acessos
There's no death,only mortal fright
If you look to the moon,
The moon is staring at you too,
Cause i woke up from your dream.
And i'am from your blood,
Your pain comes with me again.
Created from azag-thoh's blood,
Old gods blew curse upon my being,
Nar mataru lets me inside,
The fiery death does not burn /me/,
Cthulhu is calling/me/.
The raven sleeps, maybe dying,
It's breath hardly can be seen in the winter sundown
Maybe somebody help for his wings
To touch the sky again