كلمات Ghosts Around the Bonethrone

Fall into the blackest abyss, infinite depths of melancholy Soul, scarred and frozen, cold as ice, black as coal Winter moon bleeds it's grim light, down upon the castle walls Inside i sit alone on my bonethrone Forgotten king from an age long gone by... In silence i observe, as all sounds fade into the night Even darkness dims, as the awaited time arrives Twelve ghosts awaken from their shadows And dance their possessed dance for the crowd of one Twelve young women, innocent and fair! Their beauty immortalized, by my hands in death Each night at the wolf's hour, they dance for me So it's been for centuries And so it shall forever be