The Immaculate

There is it, the old tower clock
Surrounded by the dark ivy, of unknown builder
The old men of the place didn´t answer if you talk about it
You can see the fear in their eyes
If you come near this walls you can hear a strange sound
A melody that you have heard it before but can´t remember when and where

Hear the angel´s cry
And the devil´s laugth
Now the time has come
He´s here and he has come from you

The global conjunction of the six big planets
Is the indication of the joint of well and evil
And it will happen here, tonight
There will be no heaven and hell
Only a place where all the dead men will go
It´s name is unknownia

Let the inmaculate throw the first stone