Cultes Des Ghoules все тексты (слова) песен, переводы, видео, клипы
Odd SpiritualityBother me not with your smile
I'm allergic to your kindness
Please, spare me your holy rites
The perversion of the soul
My fetish is too fearful to behold
The cult as sinister as old
I find beauty in the exhumed graves
When the moon shines with cadaverous light
Spectres Over TransylvaniaNight... Forest... stormwind and growling skies
Night, her depth and pervasive ominousness
Lightning rumble at heights
The forests dreaming of bloodfilled unquiescence
From the depths of Snagov crawls the dread
Bloodred moon entered the chamber of deceased kings
Broke the spell and shadows spread