Blood Ceremony - Daughter Of The Sun скачать mp3

Somewhere along The olden fogs Our paths will cross For I have want to summon thee Ship of fools I'll take you at my leisure It is my power yes it is my pleasure Priestess of madness Under a saffron sun Cargo of souls that I will feast upon I call upon An ancient necromantic sun My will binds you close to me Oh, will you drink These Lethean waters? And join me on this Isle of endless borders Who knows not Circe? My light so moribund Your dead souls dance with me like flowers in the sun Who knows not Circe? The seas crash down upon Those who do not tremble at the Daughter of the Sun