Sun was the doorguard
in my dream dungeon.
When I perished.
I´ll be entranced by the death soon
I will try to reach out
and touch the faces of the dead at the bottom of the marshes
I´ll be entranced by the death soon.
At the dead.
I´ve lead a some kind of ghouls
to my cave
It is blood everywhere
I had a feel in my veins
Some kind of cold
And my body is empty
I think my soul has gone
There is an empty body
Here nothing but cold
I think I will be entranced by death soon
I will try to reach out and touch the face of the deads
at the bottom of the marshes
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