Nightmares In Vague

The moon is covered from murky clouds,
Shadows of obscurity, wrap me in silence

Arcanum grounds twirls with the falling darkness
I hear the funeral bells far away beyond the dark
A mysterious power follows in to this ancient dream
I see the fog emerging from the graves

I condemn this asphyxiating sense in dismay

There is no shelter in this nocturnal past
Buried by the time I endure the haze of dusk
Spirits of the ancient deceased roam the gloomy forest
The stench of the swamps whistle like the smell of decayed crypts

The moon is enclosed from your lustful desires,
Shadows of obscurity wrap me in silence

I hear a macabre symphony far away in the horizon
It’s the call for the unholy passion for blood and lust
Blood and lust
Blood and lust

The obscurity denounce it all for the dominance of evil
Like a prophecy for the supreme pleasure of agony and death
Through the dismal journey of ancient omen and cursed age
I see the courtesan in her castle of purgatory lighting the candles around the altar
Praying to her majesty, the heart of the ancient legion
I was drawn back from vermont horrors of the nightmares in vague