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- Sacrament (EP)
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- Winter night brings no rest,
Moonlight gives ill-omened dreams.
It takes away after Itself
To the maze of infernal gleam
What a demon is playing with me?
Merciless, like a snake.
His invisible, treacherous will
Turns my nightmares into my fate
I walk across the scorched land.
Are these visions true indeed?
Some of them show the ruin of friends,
Others show me their misdeed
What a demon is playing with me?
Merciless, like a snake.
His invisible, treacherous will
Turns my nightmares into my fate