Oliver magnum Old World Nites

After dusk the echoes of lost agonies The stench of death drifting through the lanes Ungodly voices in writhing misery Faceless presence with eyes insane Starlight the blood of souls invade Twilight the living dead are searching Now the restless are in pain Midnight falls in shadows of new burials The crumbled earth pushed slowly to the side A corpse enslaved in its own tragedy Darkest death in the hour undenied Starlight the blood of souls invade Twilight the living dead are searching Now the restless are in pain The woods alive with the sound of the pipers song The soulless grave of a tortured borly nun Sacred grounds in eternal damnation The mist of this walking death Ashes in the morning sun Damnation Now my soul is alive in your self Silent and bright old world nights