Текст песни The Vision Bleak - The Demon Of The Mire

The Wolves Go Hunt Their Prey
Жанр: Gothic Metal
Исполнитель: The Vision Bleak
Альбом: The Wolves Go Hunt Their Prey
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In the murk of the firs and depth of the ponds a nameless horror did swell From whence it came and whither it shall go not the wisest man could tell Just one shuttered light through the darkness shines a lonesome hut at the fetid moor... It is filled with fright and with hopeless whines from a boy, young and pure Wind howls - evil prowls at the chamber door Fog rolls - dead souls in the dark galore Wood crack - pitch black at the chamber door Swamps brew - clouds spew in the dark galore It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore The boy it did consume, forever he will dwell in the malice of his doom... Wind howls - evil prowls at the chamber door Fog rolls - dead souls in the dark galore Wood crack - pitch black at the chamber door Swamps brew - clouds spew in the dark galore It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore Whom he calls and haunts by ill desire, he shall rest fornevermore Through his realms he leads his ghostly choir, he shall rest fornevermore It is the demon of the mire, he shall rest fornevermore
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