Maleficarum (Ita)

Circle Of The Afflicted

Maleficarum (Ita)


Overwhelmed by evil, defeated from their own fears, now pushed in obscurity 
Eternal sinners, slaves of their awareness and now victims of their blindness 
Tears tint by blood flow along the scars that dig the faces of the damned 
Black rain falls in obscurity and now wraps the darkness 
The wickedness of these dark lands breathes in the air, and makes all part of it 

This is the circle of the afflicted 
This is the circle of the afflicted 

Souls destined to not face their destiny, because it doesn't exist 
Only their suffering and their blood makes time flow away 
The time to die and then reborn under the sign of pain 
Cries of desperation that will never be listened , echo through the throats of the abyss 
Cold and petrified like the black hearts of their dominators 

This is the circle of the afflicted 
This is the circle of the afflicted 

Now that their memories begin to weaken together with their hopes 
The earthly perversions and weakness vanish with their salvation 
This is your promised land and here you'll wander in grief , 
In grief 

Abandoned forever by your certainties and now tormented by your sins 
You listen to the fear that overhangs in the air, the air of desperation, 
Desperation