Child Of Desolation Virgin Steele
KASSANDRA: Children forlorn, victims of the Daimon within Oaths made in Violence, punishment in turn There is no Light to guide me on my long and painful Road I wait in Silence, I wait for Death with the last of this Day´s Sun... Broken Wings, Blood freed upon the air A Trampled Marriage Bed The Father sees, his Gods cry out, the Flesh spills down And Judgement Kills the Crime Gods of the Dead bring me my Life back again I´m fallin´, I´m callin´ Gods of the Dead don´t let me die unavenged I´m fallin´, I´m callin´ I won´t be here to see them Mourning... Enter the Night... Emblems of Prophecy, I throw them all away Drink the Fire of the Pitiless God... When the Blood of Death has fallen, who can call it back To the Form that it once held Gods of the Dead bring me my Life back again I´m fallin´, I´m callin´ Gods of the Dead don´t let me die unavenged I´m fallin´, I´m callin´ And the Dead will taste a deeper Treasure than Youth or Life Bury me beside the Endless Sea, raise my Ashes to the Wind Remember me when Falls another Life, Quench my Funeral Pyre with Wine ...
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