I make my mind feel empty
The sleep is drawing near
Then I pass into the world
That so many fear
I step inside the temple halls
A wet fog like the breath
Of a dragon is surrounding
My body lifts me... away
One thousand pallid deaths
Inside these halls
One thousand pallid deaths
I hear their call
Away through the halls where
Bricks are made of bones
And the floors are made of bloody
Slowly breathing flesh
Then I see a throne
All covered with dust
It drags me closer, oh will I dare?
But suddenly, I wake up...
One thousand pallid deaths
Inside these halls
One thousand pallid deaths
I hear their call
So step inside (the temple halls)
A wet fog (like the breath)
Of a dragon (will surround)
Your body (and lift you... away)
1 | Hallelujah |
2 | Extreme Cold Weather |
3 | Choir of Horrors |
4 | For Those Who Will Fail |
5 | Northern Command |
6 | Weeping Willow |
7 | Underground |
8 | Nero |
9 | Cautio Criminalis |
10 | Dreams of Eschaton |