Слова:
Whispering Forest Darkest Side

hope for the death of the sun. See the rise of black godess, from the torment. It shades the land, leading you into the darkest side. Portrait this forest

know Prisoned in demonic dreams As I arrived on the ruined tomb Centuries of dusk marching side by side Bleeding shadows of thy shrine The forest whispers

Darkness spread its dark wings Whispers of woods were growing With every moment I felt them paying enormous tributes Powers, which were still alive at

Toss the puerile cross away We are gashing from a venomous womb Burning bright, dead of night Pyres stain a milky way Lust is splashing the dark side

AND DWARVES SPIRITS OF THE FORESTS SHY ELVES AND TROLLS FIVE GO FROM ELGARD INTO THE DARKNESS LEAVING THE LIGHT TO FIND THE BLACK ORDER?S IMMORTAL DARK

Darkness spread its dark wings Whispers of woods were growing With every moment I felt them paying enormous tributes Powers, which were still alive at

Countess Benighted like ill-fated Usher The House of Bathory shrouded 'Neath griefs dark facade If only I could have wept In mourning by Her side I

feel better... Oh... so much better... so much better than before... And now this forest was their home It was the night time, and the right time for love In the dark

AND DWARVES SPIRITS OF THE FORESTS SHY ELVES AND TROLLS FIVE GO FROM ELGARD INTO THE DARKNESS LEAVING THE LIGHT TO FIND THE BLACK ORDER?S IMMORTAL DARK