The Spectral Storyteller Lyrics

Album: Sick

Rulers of the underworld

come to take our lives.

Leading the dark armies

every mortal dies

Fighting with the elements

spirits of the dead

Scarlet evil burning souls,

descending to harvest lives

Symbols of the moon,

talismans of pain,

collecting headless grain,

eliminate the living

Rising from the

earth's interior,

darkening the

darkest thoughts.

There were millions

of beasts flying,

none of them

seemed to live.

Behind the dungeons

of the past,

lies the source of evil.

In the crypts

of our fathers

hordes of demons rest.

The glow of darkness

gives us unlife

Follow the passage

the trail of blood

See through their

hearts and tell me

is there any blood at all.

They spoke of

ressurection.

Their wings

wounded silence

No one remembers

No one wants to know

The unseen clouds

can't speak anymore

You are blessed

and you are chosen

by our magic and love.

To avenge all the slain

and spread the

word of God

But this one

failed his aim,

another on lost

And his body was haunted

by my unholy force

Who dares to pray now

There is no time to plead

the demons are closing

prepare for a siege