Lord Vampyr - Carmilla Whispers From The Grave скачать mp3

I still feel her scent, the wind that caress her hats, The winter renders me sad, task to her pale skin In the nights of storm The rain designs her face on the glasses of the window of my room! I walk between the trees, I feel your presence Yours tomb is covered from the leaves I remember your sweet smile, your deep looks As in a dream. I hear. whispers from the grave!!! Carmilla. whispers from the grave!!! Wide awake me in my bed. But my hands are dirty of earth I feel its scent on my skin Two bleeding holes on my neck She has carried to me in the reign of darkness I feel myself to suffocate. I can see also in the dark of my room Now I'm a vampire I walk between the trees, I am coming from you Now. your tomb is open I'm awaiting for you, your sweet lips It's not a dream. I hear. whispers from the grave Carmilla. is being raised from the tomb Come to me. my dark love