His gaze was that of a black demon
His face pale and long like that of a ghost
His black head like a raven's

He invokes the forces of darkness

Where the beams of light do not reach
Inside the moldy cavern
The songs of the sirens are heard
Under the wells of crystal clear water

His gaze was that of a black demon
His face pale and long like that of a ghost
His black head like a raven's