Virgin Steele — The Gods Are Hungry Poem (Ghost Harvest - Vintage II - Red Wine for Warning 2018)

Текст песни: The Gods Are Hungry Poem (Ghost Harvest - Vintage II - Red Wine for Warning 2018)

The Gods Are Hungry Poem LyricsThe Gods are hungry, the Gods are weeping
They're thundering the Mountian passes where we're sleeping
I don't believe in Death, I don't believe in Fate no, not at all...
Her body burns me... my wounds are Black and Nightmare
Unclean...unseen...

The Night comes softly Mother of Titans
She plunders madly where the Wolves are softly screaming
There are no Suns or Spheres
Thеre's only Darkness tremblign in my burnеd eyes
The Past is Present the Future...the Future's Ancient
While the...Universe...Creates...oh...