Spiritual

Spiritual - Dark Millennium

Mother sin you know my bent

Responsible for all

That colors the paths

I have gone

A tragedy was torn

From innocence and sorrow

To a region I belong

Where days of trust grown

Inside life

Have not existed for one stand

Not even

Day

Has come

I may obey

Path into black

Raven on my shoulder

Bow to spiritual

You who taught me conjuration

In hours of hellish creed

Fragile Grey haired picture dead

Why you will pass and I will sneer