Pestilent Carrion

Darkness filled The valley below Tidal waves will spring out Of sleep Soldier of death, Slap our winds My second vision, The hundred crosses Night is full of black Discords The last I have flamed on Fiery arrows The citadel fire, The ancient dark path In Sleepy hollows, in Whisper winds Past The last carrion, a fog On the ranch Death Is In the sunset, My blood in the eyes The witch, The vortex, the black moon, the fortress Let me Follow them, The river into the pines Yet to my sorrow, I shall walk Through Hell I feel again the magic of fear Yellow walls and crosses bare White as the magic path Snowy mountain, peaceful black cross In Sleepy hollows, in Whisper winds Past The last carrion, a fog On the ranch