I remember now
The cleaness curtain
The old question of life...
This cryptic sapphire,
Sapphire of lost years
For all those witch have died...
Is the curse to carry on
With this old lost amulet
Mistic Gods will burn tour hand in time
(You can not scape)
Wherever it was
Nobody where save of harm
In the eve of death...
Blind by the spell
Spreading the damned
Ever since somebody take... the amulet
Is the curse to carry on
With this old lost amulet
Mistic Gods will burn tour hand in time
(You can not scape)