Текст песни Spiritus Mortis - Death´s Charioteer

Оригинальный текст песни Death´s Charioteer

"In a spring hidden in the woods. Fresh the water there must be...
Warm it is after a heavy day. A shiny pond not so far calls you there.
Crouching down to have a sip of fresh with a morbid surprise…

Hear the words, black magic calls with spells so foul.
Expose conspiracies next to the spring…

Greetings from the Death's Charioteer!

Down the grave of the nameless poor. Yet attached limbs still wait.
All the corpses for the dark to use. The dark arrives as a group of six.
Blackest words in the air with tools of witchcraft.
Let the treasure appear from the swamp…

Visions of the Death's Charioteer!
Unholy black magic! Grave Robbing!

Satanic panic got a precursor of sorts.
A fearful bunch with supernatural force.
Black magic practice seen around normal lives. A seed of darkness grew long roots in their minds.
See a thumb pointing upward for you. Detached head is showing tongue.

A dozen fingers with some arms and legs. Morbid the least we all could say.

Darkened souls of the group of six witches.
Led by the man who saw…

Visions of the Death's Charioteer!
Unholy black magic! Grave Robbing!

The visions of…
The group of six…
Wake up the water…
For the group of six…"