The Pilgrimage - Lyrics by Amorphis


Lyrics
In his eyes
The evil spirit rise
Turns to darkness with satan's name'as the time is right
Dead bodies rise up from their graves
And when the time comes near
Oh, I see the prince of glory'
Holy month
Sacred hounds
Under the hill
Do you hear their call
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