Forgotten Cult Of Aldaron Lyrics
I spilled the first blood in the depthIn the darkness of the forest's mazeI found her, morbid beautyI used to spend whole daysIn the mystic places of DelduwathThere, where the light of the fullmoonFell as the dying sunThe wolf's howling was lulling to sleepMy young soul...How beautiful were the views of nocturnal landHow wonderful was the life in complete solitudeAway from villages and towns, mentions and palacesThe last moments give birth to memories in meWho was that beauty, majestic and greatWhat were those views, beautiful gilded by leavesWhich were hiding behind them so many mystic weftsThey stole my solitude and independenceI lie crushed by the chains in a wet cell, bleedingI am waiting for mother, the last hope, deathLet the died out fire awake in me, let it awake AldaronBlack gusts of dust covered my divine person with their armsThe gates of nature for ages dead, opened themselves tears of soil filled green valleyNaked Carpathian mountains denuded its mightRights which created this worldWith fury strike heaven, pearly gatesThe dark powers of nature unleashed veritable warThe last breaths of sun falling onto the snowTurned into scream of a dying light...
Behemoth Forgotten Cult Of Aldaron
