A Strange Presence Near The Woods

(Album: Lammendam - 2008)

White is the mark of this sighting, black is its soul
Dark is the soil where it haunts upon
Jesus Christ! You were never capable of
Protecting these desecrated woods
Shadows over Lammendam
Shadows over Lammendam

It's the point of death's return
For a grand castle there once burned
Once burned
Something is following me! Yet there's no one I see
As I walk the old pathways near the woods
Near the woods

A murderous identity is staring from the trees
Now I realize that I have trodden spectral sanctities

Wandering through forests and dreary fields, I think I'm lost
Yes I'm lost
Cannot describe this horrendous fear, I think I'm cursed
Tricked and cursed
Suddenly I stumble onto a forgotten sanctuary
A tomb of a castle scorched by time
Bound to the entity that is determined to take my life

Here comes the night!
Nocturnal threnodies and funerary thoughts of my death-bell clanging through my mind...

Overwhelmed by approaching dark sounds
Listen to the devilish anthems of a shrieking ghost
When the moon's full and round

All that's left is a shallow empty moat
There where my rigid body floats through a cold void
What Dutchmen call 'dood'
'Dood'! 'Dood'! 'Dood'!

No one in the village knew, why disappear?
Wish they knew my corpse was here!
Shadows over Lammendam
No return, no return from Lammendam!