Ancient Necropsy

Woman of this valley,
Your presence is here.
Idolatry to the darkness.
The fate is so cruel sometimes.
And the gallery of suicide is opening.
And catches me sometimes.
When I awake from my nightmare,
my reality begins again.
I like to see you riding over the vultures.
In the dark sky, may be in the future.
ill be happy again,
phantom of catacombs.
Ethereal carcass, rapture of the soul,
Idolatry to the beautil darkness,
Falling into the deep abyss,
Mental collapse, Unchained schizophrenia.
Come and love me perfect fright
[ Ghost Of Death Valley Lyrics ]