In The Abyss Of The Cursed Souls

Walking by the side of my old tired horse
After months of blood red battles.

Finally on my way back home
Letting myself be dragged by instinct.

In the mist of the cold evening
I suddenly came across a gorgeous glade
At the bottom of a roaring crystal waterfall.

An abrupt thirst began to creep inside his throat
There was nothing he wanted more
Than a sip of that fresh water.

Fast i ran towards the enchanted oasis
But suddenly my sight was raptured by a blazing image.

At the bottom of the spring
A pale and charming maid was laying.

Singing sweet melodies
Captured by her perfect beauty i stood still.

Bewitched by her flaming eyes
And then i dared to ask her name.

Innocent eyes
Already bewitched by my infernal beauty.

Another pure soul will soon be corrupted.

After an eternity of stone cold silence
The magnificent creature spoke to me.

But her words i could not understand.

Je suis la belle dame sans merci
Ton sang sera mon vin ton coeur ma vie.

In the abyss of the cursed souls
In the abyss of the cursed souls.

In the abyss of the cursed souls
In the abyss of the cursed souls.