Here I stand in the front of the eyes
Of the Ancient Ones lying underground
This monument has been risen in the
Loving memory of the sons and daughters
Having been caught by the claws of cholera
Or by the claws of another disease
Where have they come from and where do they hide
Those ancient memories forgotten?
Of the Ancient Ones lying underground
This monument has been risen in the
Loving memory of the sons and daughters
Having been caught by the claws of cholera
Or by the claws of another disease
Where have they come from and where do they hide
Those ancient memories forgotten?
Funeral winds blow
Greetings from the Limbo
Funeral winds
Feet sank into Cemetery Mud
Phantasmagorias of primordial blood
This world is so desperately sick
This world is so desperately sick
This world is so desperately sick
This world is so desperately sick
Feet sank into Cemetery Mud
Phantasmagorias of primordial blood
Funeral winds blow
Greetings from the Limbo
Funeral winds
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