8 acessos
When your shadow bleed
The seven woundsof this great suffering
When your soul sing
The triumphal disgraces of this calvary divine
When your life succumb
And yield to the wings of abandonment
it's whn rhe rotten death kisses you
With her ominous poison's lips
Skeletons dance over the old black tomb
And folloow the crow's nocturnal fight
As I steal your last breath
Oh, orbid enchantents arise
Cultus mortis
Ora pro nobis
Amen