Every time this year. this dark fog will appear. up from the tombs it comes. to take one more life that. can be near.. In the middle of Transylvania. All natural life has for a long.
A face in stone . decayed by age. A man who has returned to tell of his damnation. Fears so deep, the mouth open wide. The scream died away before dawn of this time.
[Originally released by Mayhem in 1994 on the album "De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas".]. . [5:12]. . Every time this year. This dark fog will appear. Up from the tombs it comes.
Everything here is so cold. Everything here is so dark. I remember it as from a dream. In the corner of this time. Diabolic shapes float by. Out from the dark.