In a long lost forgotten place in the forest The trace of his castle is rised like a monument An ancient building of stone points to the sky The remnant of the northern tower of withcraft In which he used to spend the darken fullmoon nights Committing bloody rites to serve the mighty master But a great infernal storm the moisty ground With water from the sky the rain seemed eternal The mighty castle sank with him the blackest wizard Down into the jaws of an unknown destiny Centuries have passed since the tragedy But demons haunt the place to guard their servants home The long lost forgotten place in the forest A trace of ancient evil A trace from the past
trace, castle, forest, withcraft, ancient