Тексты песен MORGUL

Speak... Was I morose And break this bitter silence... grin and sombre Shatter this fragile glas... I was invisible With the resonance... miserable Of this voice... undetectable Not mine... nothing ..

orms o conquering worms deep in the reeking dirt the horror, the pain the shreak of the flesh the loneliness of the grave The shattering sound of the cemetery bell the silent mourners, and the cold

They shed their precious tears wept the loss of life the absence of bright days unable to see the beauty of death so elegantly decayed In long ranks they marched surely towards peril and doom and the

Assailed by ever returning nightmares silent as a moths wings yet cruel and violent, a dwelling place of demons and other seemingly more tender things. But their fragile appearence deceive they come,

I can think of a thousand ways to kill you but none so cruel as keeping you alive Ghastly horrific grandeur symphonic decadence violent strings distorted tunes on crippled wings So you og 'rou

I should not mind if she were done away with killed or ploughed, she did not seem to serve a useful end and certainly she was not beautiful I have no time to tell you how I come to be a killer but y