IV Spectaculum(Intro) - Darzamat

His numb fingers clenched around infamy The blurry transparencies of misty dreams Washed his atrocious soul Praised for his vaulting pride and sinister hubris B

False Sleepwalker - Darzamat In the dark you head towards the crossroads Where the wind blows without restraint Cold and soulless like a wax figure At times ris

Mesmeric Séance - Darzamat Your soul aroused by a sudden flare Or is it wind howling out in the air Is there someone still crying and calling my name Or is it

Vote For Heresy - Darzamat The world is turning to ashes when faith triumphs The faith of those convinced they believe in nothing You conceal your dark soul and