The sun is falling to the sea
The spirits rise again
with the sweet harmony of the nocturnal chant
Fairies dancing In the forbidden woods
The moon rising shinning in the colors
Of thousand fireflies
Golden image fide in before me
planting down roots singing word of unknown language
Enchanting is the voice spirits of the night
Feasting upon the blood of the wind's
New born son
The fairies dancing in the ancient woods
Nightfall we fell asleep again the sun is rising
We'll wait for it again the spirit of darkness
Like the serpent of edan we lurk in the shadows
To the nighttime to fulfill our ambitions
And the sun falls again
The circle of time continue
And the spirits rise
To the moaning of the widows cry
Nocturnal chant, echoes in my mind
As I stood infornt of the cemetery gates,
Then I hear the spirit of the dead,
They call me to join them….
