The Twilight Mist Comprice The Forest By Embrace Of Darkness Lyrics

My way has brought me to marshy woods...
Decay and decomposition are everywhere...
I'll name those bogs gloomy,
As twilight are staying for ages here...

There is a wall of fog in those bogs...
A mortal person will not pass this road...
Only the harbinger of destruction,
Who's arms is forgotten, and the flag became as
Black as his soul, is capable to pass here...

And I'm wandering in woods of torments...
Life meets death here... but I'm neither alive, nor dead...
I'm on a line... I'm walking on path of dark sacraments
And fortunetelling, forgotten for ages...

A smell of decomposition is in air...
This land is older than skies...
All cursed was born here... here far away from the light
Of the day, far from
Passion of a moonlight night,
I see the sacrament of marsh fire, I see a fog,
That was born by twilight,
Covers a forest by embrace of darkness...