Paroles de Recalling Old Nights

I open this cold creaking gate And enter as many a night before Funeral lamps guide my way Inside the small cemetery The macabre surroundings arouse my lust I look around me as if observed by dead eyes No fear I am dead myself The wind plays strange music inside here (not alone?) Silent desecration Opened graves and smell of death A young dead nun Rape her with delight Can you remind your useless existence? With delight I observe your disappointed corpse (s) Take some souvenirs and leave The macabre surroundings The chant of owls The black figure with the scythe Presences noises was it only in my mind? With nostalgy I recall