Tekstovi: Altharya. Tenth Night - Demo. Describing Sanity.

Somewhere far away
an angel sits and prays
for eternal human souls
that never stopped to prey
one day they past alone
since than they hadn't seen the dawn
heart creeps, they still do wrong
their time to vanish has past so long

slaying demon
wrapped in a veil
blend of feelings
and a scratching nail
a compound of all things bad
creak of a door and a choking brad

the arcane flame still rising
upon the night of doom
the secrets that's around us
seald by every limb in a tomb

encore for loneliness
and other for fear
the aura lost in sadness
a bitter sea of despair
the blood is leaking
all pour skin turned to ash
and each of those memories
lost somewhere in their gash
the choir voice sores
and so is the rain-
that's dripping on numbness
and flow through their veins

a pinch of integrity
a grain of gratitude
a dose of fairness
and palm of good