The Dark Castle In The Deep Forest

(альбом: Dark Medieval Times - 1993)

Dark forest trees over the funeral
All day the army ride

They moved in deeper
So dark that they weren't even...

To lead us passed by this wicked dense
I can feel the presence of the shadowthrone in the deepest dark

When cold winds freeze

When night came
And dark fog came over me

Let that horde come to me
As they walk right by

When all the death is near
I wander eternally

Invincible fog is near
We walk the fields of war

The cloak of the moon
It can slip all them through

And the flame is the wrath of his sword
(Wrath of his sword)