The Stream Of Scarlet Tear

Eclipse

Fast wind is whistling over the field
 And the evening blood is flowing
 This is an echo from a bottom of a legend
 When no bird had sung behind the window
 I knew - the ancient evil has revived
 I must leave fear before I split in the face of death
 Oh, damned demonic warlock
 I will snatch the spear from your fist - the fire
 I will tear off the night from your neck - your coat
 And whirling clouds were flowing in the sky, that sky was alive
 I could swear, that I'd heard suppressed whispers coming up from above
 And the sky has fallen on me with despair
 Oh, damned demonic warlock
 You are the conjurer of words, the charlatan of feelings
 Let the wind sow your bones like seeds
 I must go, breathe in the breeze of anger
 Nevertheless ... You don't have to search for the gloom
 Looking through the twisted paths
 It's already here, the embodiment of impurity
 He's looking at me in silence
 And he's scenting my blood, and my fear
 Possessed with pain and rage
 I'm burning with rage, I'm screaming in pain
 It's time to blind the shadows
 It's time to blow off the spectres