Suspiria de profundis Songtext
von Tribulation

You come to visit me in dreams
In the borderland to where darkness gleams
In a state of bliss long gone from this earth
You appear before me

Far away where the skeletons are dancing
Where the moon is red and the magic is enhancing
Where the black birds are falling from the sky
Where I come to die

My visions


Covered with flies, drenched in black
You′re dripping with burning oil
Twisting limbs, burnt, decayed
Alone you stand in barren soil

The roots go deep
And through them flows ancient continuity
Here are the secrets of becoming
And the doors to immortality

The becoming of ghouls
The becoming of ghosts that stalk the nothingness

I hear them, echoing in the valleys of my sleep
The becoming of ghosts
Ever drawing nearer
Those sighs coming from the deep

The becoming of ghosts