Woorden: Am Tuat. Secunda Ante Meridiem - Demo. Well Of Darkness.

Darkness surrounds us.
Our names slowly die.
Haunting for our mortal souls.
Flames of desire enlighten the night.
Facing the dead.
Heat will turn into ice.
Well of darkness is feeding itself.
The rest of our thoughts are unrecognized.
Chorus:
Well of darkness, leading our soul.
Well of darkness, give us a goal.
So we can carry on, our passionate life.
Blessed in blood.
We are reborn.
Our consciousness grows darker and darker.
A masque of thoughts from the dead rich and poor.
Chorus:
Well of darkness, leading our soul.
Well of darkness, give us a goal.
So we can carry on, our passionate life.

To feed the well of darkness?