Old Sea And Mother Serpent - She Of The Black Scale | Текст песни

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• Old Sea And Mother Serpent
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Weird ship sails across the sea
Of the dark and raging waves
No one man is on the board
Only ghosts of sailors damned

Weird ship does not need lighthouse
Only fullmoon bloody eye
Sullen crew is on the way
To the eerie witching isle

Dead sailors' spirits
Arrive to land
Consuming of Witch-Ale
Returns 'em flesh
Heretical maidens
Unleash Night Feast
The Undead revel
With naughty witches

In the Feast's ecstasy
The Ritual Gathering
Summons the Serpent
The Blackscaled Goddess

They lure Sea Dweller by
Two kinds of wicked blood
Getting the Mix in horn
Spill it from highest rock

Traitors, robs and murderers
In eternal deathly trap
Time has come to resurrect
And will come to die again

Witches chant in coastal fog
Spreading necromantic pray
Time has come to sacrifice
And will come one day again

Dead sailors' spirits
Arrive to land
Consuming of Witch-Ale
Returns 'em flesh
Heretical maidens
Unleash Night Feast
The Undead revel
With naughty witches

In the Feast's ecstasy
The Ritual Gathering
Summons the Serpent
The Blackscaled Goddess

Witches cut sailors' throats
Setting free sea dogs' souls
Throw their bodies down
To Mistress of the Brine...

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