Dark Lunacy - Sybir lyrics

Locomotive is running inside the mist The forest receives it's smoking bit Crouch into carriage, I feel the forward And my destination, drawing to the shroud Windows reflect, this quiet… Grievances is moving, along the mystic rail Unfaithful apostle is stays morbidly near But I can't feel the stroke, I'm covered by loneliness. Triumphant, my preacher, is calling to his ma** And slowly, dying children, are coming to your black Cathedral burns in tears. Redemption for all sinner lost in time. Windows reflect, this quiet… The storm, is sleeping, between the wood Running, to grave…my funeral Candle are waiting…the flame of soul I'm ready for unclosed the sacred door And for, my evil, one thousand, candle…are shine. Grievances is moving, along the mystic rail Unfaithful apostle is stays morbidly near But I can't feel the stroke, I'm covered by loneliness. Every dump brick the sinner corps Every out candle, sinner lair Candle are waiting…the flame of soul I'm ready for the stroke of mortal bell Window reflect, this quiet The storm, is sleeping, between the wood Running, to grave…my funeral Candle are waiting…the flame of soul I'm ready for the stroke of mortal bell Pierce my hand, whit ancient nail My stigmata they want to blade And for, my evil, one thousand, candle…are shine.