The Lake Flower Of Evil — текст песни (Equirhodont)

My mind is penetrated by a flow of Tones,
Sneaking Death is looking sad,
Bloody breeze ripples the water surface,
The eye of the Lake grew dark.

The Ominous Flower bends down,
The deadly lullaby it`s singing,
Delightful verses are luring you,
Come closer, come closer.

Time stopped like a bead of sweat,
Dew drops are shining
On the naked bones of the sleepers,
The Flower of Horror is singing for you.

You`re falling asleep.

What a beauty awaited me, what delightful enjoyments. Who called me? It was
the Ancestors of my Ancestors. The Messengers of Reasonable Beings.
Beautiful. Noble. Powerful. Demons. It was Them. How I desired to meet Them!
During my existence I have never met them - and now They have called me.