Текст: Occult. Prepare To Meet Thy Doom. Quest For The Spirits.

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My journey...a trip for forbidden
Knowledge, a trial of lost souls
Who disappointed their master
Those who died instead of serving
Those who haven't got the strength

Led into the unknown
Of the quest for the spirits
I walked the streams
With glittering lights
And as beyond these doors
I will find those spirits
This might be forbidden
But I contain the powers

My swords...will lightning up surrounded darkness
A track of blood and flesh
Burning in red flames
Skies dragging me down
The clouds, tell me where to go
And where to find these spirits

My journey...of the quest for the spirits
I walked these paths, with the moon on my side
And as I saw in the distance, spirits lights turning up
This might be the end of the quest for the spirits