Disembowelment The Tree Of Life And Death
through the winding forest where the bodies of disillusioned peasants lay in frozen catacombs, gothic oakwood may once again take its real form and grasp for your soul, as the night falls, green turns to the colour which brings forth the eternal rest, reach forth and separate the mystical branch as the moon is surpassed by a blanket of unholy cloud and echoed shrieks, ambience of the dark evolves from beyond the divine nightshade, faraway from the forest, the souls of the dead travel beneath the earths soil to arrive at the tree of life and death, now a disoriented monk banished from teh order finds solace within the cold surroundings of the untouched ground, the secrets are revealed to him, it is he who commands the living, the dead - The dead
