The Abyss - Sadist

Under the trees reflected in the days of summer

Who’s afraid of the dark lake doesn’t have to follow me

Dead and resurrection on the day of ice

Down there where life forms are different

They are alive reborn stealing body and soul

From the water I can hear their voices they scream and waggle

On the bottom the sand is shacked Monstrous bodies disappear

Among the rooms of an ancient wooden ruin their faces are deformed

I lent my hands to the cold and frost I look around

In the frightening winter silence no form of moving life

Only the howl of the wind through the branches

Tells anyone the ugly story of a black lake

Some swim with strength other are carried like dead

I will devour you my friend

On the bottom the sand is shacked Monstrous bodies disappear

Among the rooms of an ancient wooden ruin their faces are deformed

I feel you like ultrasound while leaving the nature of this world

I can see you carrying out a massacre

I’m sitting on the cold and wet stone and I watch you dying

Come down from heaven white light powder

And reached the mystery of the lake