The Silent Ones Songtext
von Goatron

The silent ones
Mother of roses
Beautiful as the dawn
No scars, no flaws
But in dark glasses
Distorted and shattered
She sharpens her claws
Mirrored visions
Of horrors unbeknownst to us
Rotten flowers
A thousand insects devour and thus
Pitch black is the night
Of the Ghostmoor witches
The foulest secrets
Remain hidden in the ground
Pitch black is the night Of the Ghostmoor witches
Nails uncut
Mouths sewn shut
Smiles full of stiches
The silent ones
The Witch-mother and two others
Each more hideous than the next
They are hunting her down
In their putrefied gowns
Wings spread
Ashen and hexed
Their wings cover the stars
They are not too far from her
Now those wings cover the moon
They will catch her


Pitch black is the night
Of the Ghostmoor witches
The foulest secrets
Remain hidden in the ground
Pitch black is the night
Of the Ghostmoor witches
Through skeletal trees
The girl she flees
From the horror prowling in the night
With a demon in her pocket
On the smallest horse
Two frail shadows in the moonlight
Pitch black is the night
Of the Ghostmoor witches
Dead men
Won′t make a sound
Pitch black is the night
Of the Ghostmoor witches