Lyrics

The Gods are hungry, the Gods are weeping They're thundering the Mountian passes where we're sleeping I don't believe in Death, I don't believe in Fate no, not at all... Her body burns me... my wounds are Black and Nightmare Unclean...unseen... The Night comes softly Mother of Titans She plunders madly where the Wolves are softly screaming There are no Suns or Spheres Thеre's only Darkness tremblign in my burnеd eyes The Past is Present the Future...the Future's Ancient While the...Universe...Creates...oh...