Spell - Tribulation

Can you see the dead?

Phantom shadows

Now flicker through the air

Can you see them?

Can you hear their cries?

Wailing mournful

Lamentations of despair

Can you hear the devil?

Under a moonless sky the owls cry

Seed is spilled in fertile soil

Now banished from the light

Unions are forged

Through the forbidden

The alchemy of night

We are estranged

We are spiraling

Backwards through the haze

We are utterly estranged

We have spiraled

And turned backwards

And we are making

Our ways on through the maze

And as the flames of

The tripods expire

It enters the soul

Devilish Carpathian Lamentations!

Poisonous haze

The philter’s steam

Deadly nightshade and mandragora

Step in to the dark

Float in to the dream

Take the last step into the mist