Woorden:
Gothminister Dark Salvation

yourself We will have a soul to sell There is still a way to learn Only the wicked children burn Here comes the dark salvation Here comes the dark one

Sometimes the shadows Come to life these walls Fade before your eyes Enter a distant realm of Abnormalities we had the Same dream only I believe We

phantom land For healing souls of godless breed She was left with the children of the damned Behold, he?s calling Deep down where your dreams end Darkness

Welcome to your mind Where all beasts and demons gather inside The moaning echoes from your own lullaby If you dare to meet them they all come alive

from a burried child Be aware, it?s the omen From the twisted side We are forgotten souls with our minds locked up in fear So pray for salvation cause

yourself We will have a soul to sell There is still a way to learn Only the wicked children burn Here comes the dark salvation Here comes the dark one