Hades

Beyond the mountains where the wind cries out its pain Deserted valleys where the darkness always reigned Where the sunlight never ever touched the poisoned ground Where the laugh of undead children never ever sound Forever wrapped in darkness the fo

Holding the candle in my arms I'm kneeling down to the altar Waiting the call from my master Soon will weight my soul In the final scale I see my remains Red dying flower the pan falls down I see Anubis, ancient judge of fathers Won't take my rose -

Hear the haunting theronade Like a chant through a timeless abyss Or the cries from the wolves from the Long lost woods Moon-less nights caress her In shades of a nocturnal beauty She dances on cemetary ground Be-witched by the wistful tunes of thy d