In the deep dark forest In a forgotten grave The wretched slumbers A tainted child, guided by grief Hidden by his mother, to hide her shame But under the moonlit pine, echoes its cry Wakes up when its dark, to quench the thirst Screams out loud in pain, to sound infernal Killed to claim salvation But still she feels afraid He just wants a name, hes unbaptized But at least he wants to rest in wedded dust Wakes up when its dark, to quench the thirst Screams out loud in pain, to sound infernal
quench, thirst, infernal, loud, unbaptized