Howl Of The Profound Past

Affected by magic theatre, drawn into profound, immemorial past Awaked senses are easily mastered by force, it is radiating My kind without obstruction, I'm proud I've escaped Once my bloody legends were silently washed out Now are ripped again like a healed wounds Be born for mutilation Tragic legend pierced my heart Dreams are tied together with subconsciousness In painful visions I see death, thirsty for sacrifice I've moved three ages back Like a zombie I'm searching for stream of light, that could enliven I'll try hunger in the night 'This serried, true legend testifies cannibalism Be born for mutilation Tragic legend pierced my heart