Obscure Temple

The waters that break rocks with the face of a pale beauty of creature human being
Pretty khallice inserted by a good strange sense, hidden in the dragon´s heart

In the land or in the air, the shield is made from same sword, the blood spilled so sadly from the crown of the king and I see new hope no more…

Even you don´t see, the pretty flowers of garden of valhala
where the lyric one is exalted as a knight that wins his dark fear and malignant spirit..

Your tiny mask, you cannot hide all fury and pain
as a fire that takes your life and you feel insane..
they make you suffer so deeply cause you fail again and and I feel the devil´s soul…