play youtube video
The Incantation Of Thessalonia
Root

ROOT


The Incantation Of Thessalonian Women Lyrics

[Igor / Big Boss]

Ominous herbs of a magnificent size,
Your seed grew up in the cursed night,
Watched by the Wild Star, Hostile, Threatening!

Your very names suspicious to an inquiring sage
Were repudiated from words in long past times,
When mastering your power was a prohibited science.

Kolkhidian and Egyptian sages,
In the shine of bloody Moon,
Dug your roots precious to Magi

Who, mixing tart sap of the plants
With the dead extract of whitened bones
Incanted in low voices,

At midnight distilled these magic drinks,
By which chastity of virgins fell through overpowered,
Discovering the nakedness of their side...!

Watch Root The Incantation Of Thessalonian Women video
Hottest Lyrics with Videos
a03e4489d83a8b5e0275d9329e67e70f

check amazon for The Incantation Of Thessalonian Women mp3 download

Official lyrics by

Rate The Incantation Of Thessalonian Women by Root (current rating: 7.33)
12345678910
Meaning to "The Incantation Of Thessalonian Women" song lyrics
captcha
Characters count : / 50
Latest Posts