1. GRACIE NEBULA

Taste my love from the witches coven
Cry to me with your taste , of evil lust
I am sorrow when you leave my heart
Feel my soul during its celestial silver

In our land we always create warriors
Our trees of almighty grey
The shapes of ancient creatures
Thank you for being a part of us

We fold space and cut the night in half
Awakened the ancient stars of blackness

Endless spirals in dimensions vast
Returning to the color that rules our souls
Gazing upon the nocturnal divine rapture
vanishing in glooms of desolation

When the old ones speak, their revelry arises from deep sleep
In our chrome plated wings of blasphemy
Spawning our desires in the Gracie Nebula

We stand here in silence
The shining landscape tore the fabrics of light
Showing no signs of resistance
A season below a mountain of outcasted stones

Through oceans of remedy and beauty
Engulfed us in enchanted destiny
Breathe towards the winds of providence