Letra da Música Children Of The Nightshade de Thorns Of Ivy

Wounded by the sicklefall
blood drenched and dressed up for violence
we now hear the black bell toll
hag-ridden they will awake
chased by those who lurked in wait
man´s bequest will be his end
regnum silvae

Sharpen now thy vicious claws
inhale deep the smell of vengeance
kill the weak who cross thy way
Ornament thy skin with thorns
beautiful assassin brute
predators in her vast name

Insensate beast
cloaked in human seductive form
from the other domains
of dying dogmas you were reborn

Again the world ends up in drama
and the last dim glance exfoliates
the direful dirge of two thousand years
was hushed by a poisoned kiss

..but the scars still bear witness
of the human nemesis

Even now their perception
is dulled by devastation and cruelty
as the last one pulls the trigger to escape

"..the dreadful deathdreams
still I can hear their laughter.."
Children of the nightshade