Scrolls Of The Shadowland Lyrics

Scrolls Of The Shadowland

The grim force set sail

into a world of magic

where wastelands were
blue-soaked, in

the capes of the mountains



[Chorus:]

With a hunger as great

as the most ancient of daggers

Six were
the days

to be ended on the seventh night



As it stepped into
the shadowland

grass began to grow

A storm blew with a bliss,

accomplishing the serpents kiss

[Repeat Chorus]

With blood like
the noblest of red

And with a purpose

yet unknown to any
dimension,

set her eyes on fire

for ultimate visions to discover

Her lips touched the ground

and became Death and his bride

[Repeat 1. verse]