Lord Belial The Ancient Slumber
A long, long time ago: the ancient slumber, from a forest unknown bestowed unto me my final rest. I was dying I was all alone. A long, long time ago: the ancient slumber. My time was come to die I was the chosen one so it unified me with my destiny when the dawn was near, in the sombre wilderness, this strange voice called for me to the ungodly tower there stood a man in a black gown, he started realing to me the Satanic poetry of the unholy Winds of fire, began to storm, through the crimson landscape, now I know what's in the depths below A mystic bizarre voice, it calls for you now to descend into the amorphous land. The ancient slumber It calls for you know The ancient slumber It calls for you know The ancient slumber my time was come to die I was the chosen one so it unified me with my destiny.
