Wraiths of Roanoke

Spirits from the woods whispering your name
Among the pale mist that approximates
Conscience and evil demented rises
And tormented spirits trapped between worlds
They feed the soul of the living

In unholy ground where a great evil is trapped
Deadly silence reigns over the tombs

The wind brings disgrace of a people cursed
Blowing a death chant by the dark valley
Dark clouds passing before the moon
Cast shadows in the misty graveyard in the dead of night

In unholy ground where a great evil is trapped
Deadly silence reigns over the tombs
Poisoning everything around

Beyond the cemetery gates
I invoke the elements
On a night when the full moon
Is stamped on the tombs

Beyond the cemetery gates
Warriors emerge from the darkness
Poisoning everything around
After hearing the call of death

Horrible and impossible dreams
Create life in the immensity of the universe
Where dark spirits trapped between life and death
Devour the soul of the one day conjured

Legends of the ancient world of pagan cultures
The fairy tale are those souls profane
Eternally doomed to the curse
In search of their way to the promised land