The spirit tower

Behind the lurid evil walls in the woods of Cathar Here she rests, the girl dressed in white She feels the morning wind on her pale face She feels the gust of dark in her heart This day is the...the...

Upon the cross in the sacred hall of instant echoes A scream unfolds through the night Blasphemic prose from a hidden world Effigies shiver in fear Reflections from the moon Repel the motions of her...

In a bed of bewildering passion, he lies a night A dark silhouette entering his chamber White shades like a goddess She was filling his soul with lust This master of devil desire Setting his world...

"I wash my cold hand in your blood I smell the gust from your heart I am the blood filling your veins I am you "I bow my head, I am your slave In your mind, engraved behind I am yours to...

Behold, for here she is, spawned in the underworld Hear her cries from those you cannot hide Feed the wind with your sore depression Touch the sky before you die An undead whore mourns by the waters...

Hold me tight tonight Kiss me with your bleeding lips Entangle me in your web of eternity I want to be free, imposed to life endlessly Goddess, suck my mortality A deep dark still on the surface of...

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