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Text skladby Black Forest


z alba Amnesia

Autor hudby: Míra Litomerický
Autor textu: Míra Litomerický

A long time ago when I was a child - I heard tales and rumours of a place
A place of shadows and mysteries - „The Black Forest“ is it’s name
Within rumours of wisps and witches – With power to revive
I see the only hope – To bargain for your life

The children of black forest - will aid me
Hundreds of wisps and vague shapes - to meet
To bring her body and beg - for a spell
Lay you on a moonstone and reanimate

Unknown phrase – rattling air – a person appears
Incantation – word is said – the sky collapses
The body – was lifted – eyes began to gleam
Within the – summoning – the circle of three witches
Her body twists under the spells of ancient times
Conjuring back her spirit – which was left for afterlife

The children of black forest - will aid me
Hundreds of wisps and vague shapes - to meet
To bring her body and beg - for a spell
Lay you on a moonstone - and reanimate

Four faces’ve risen – Heading straight to me
Crawling, Infecting – A strange curse into my skin

Fingers crooked in unphysical pain – writhing in cramp
Like tied and stunned – but not willing to run

Four mouths have spoken – Tongues licking ears from inside
Losing my senses, my will – Under a totally blackened sky