Beholding The Dark Forest

Sanguinum

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The cold drops of nostalgia
That lie in the firmament
Moisture on my face
Beholding the dark forest

Of that dark paradise
A lonely silence is born
That at the same time makes me feel at home
This is where I belong

A dark and gloomy atmosphere
A tranquilizer for my soul
Every tree tells a story
The pure sound of the forest converted in black metal