Sargeist - Obire Pestis lyrics
[Sargeist - Obire Pestis lyrics]
Moon of funeral broods
Mist rising from the swamps
Where superstitions are alive
Frogs and crickets please, me
Though not long will my ears hear
Not long will I howl at the moon
The end already creeps on my tongue
Between old suffering trees
I still see that which reminded me
Of a time sorrow had reigned
With hope crushed underneath
A regent to the throne of black memory
Lost, forgotten and waiting for Hell
Asking why I left at all
Where are my weapons and dreams
There is no death to save me
I have never lived obire Pestis
Morbid night melancholy