Mistress Of The Dead - Cryptic Тексты

In my petrifying soul Darkness whirls
In weird terrible wilderness
My conscious mind is roaming through the places
Full of cacophonic strangulations
Where damned souls scream in tortures nondescript
Attempting to defy in vain Entangled among roots of
voiceless mass devouring in misty oblivion
Their emotions turned to crushing visions
Of total annihilation
Bottomless abyss expanding
To infinite course of timelessness
And stifling crypt of their own madness
Spreading echoes going from inside
of horrific endless catacombs
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