Mork Gryning

Mælström Chaos
Fog, blinds your eyes as you walk You can feel things crawling near you Things noone should see Fear attacks your spine, the phantom fog declines Now you fear to see the things that should not be See...Through the fog what lies beyond See...How the fog is forming... ...A maelstrom! Fall into the whirl... Then I saw the past in a time before time The beast of aeons, chaos complete And I saw him the creator Save yourself from hell You are nothing but clay to us And you saw what can't be seen And you saw what has to be For that which is old, shall once be again And darkness always stays the same Aus Songtexte Mania