Forest of Doom - Sorrow Тексты

Old road covered of darkness,
desolated place dwelled by ancient spirits
trees are so old like time
stones covered by pagan blood

In the distance I can see the corpse of a man
in the ancient road
black blood flowing
wounds-scars-the stench of death

I know this man dead upon the soil
his name was god and now he looks terrible
as a moribund dog
as a peace of nothingness

Sorrow