Dalszövegek
Amortis Summoned By Astral Fires

clear and bright The Snow on my Hands The Frost in my Heart This never ending Flame in me Like a Dagger that carves in my Flesh A Symphony composed by

And Spirits I summon The unseen Poet I am called In Fire I'll be born I call my Soul to free my Bones Out of eternal Fire Enslavement has begun

When Shadows dance To Night's Symphonies And the Graves are trembling once again When the Grim of haunted Souls Grasps for a dying Age And Winds are summoned By

the ancient Blood Whose Bite is the gift Of a painful endless Life As the Moon shone high upon Showing me the Way Towards the mortal Bodies Of those I love by