Ectoplasm

歌詞

Here In this fulcrum of convergent forces Nothing moves, nothing seems to live in darkness The four winds are now breathing with us Spirit's procession, begins from past Again, body stars are falling Again, spirit's voices and shadows, In life, just illusion of peace In death endless pleasure for being, Alive and dead Ectoplasm the sky is your grave In the vertical wind The non material power Double life desire Fluidic body, in so dark the sky Power of candle enlights them There's no way to understand their will Just another night, to explode In torment and pain Ectoplasm horror life and death Behind the judgement of scythe wait The non material power Double life desire Trying to escape in all direction in vain No one knows his obscure intention of pain In a vertical fly in a terrible falling no door.... Finally his fluidic light can't vanish, no more