Scrolls Of The Shadowland-Obtained Enslavement

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]