Forbbiden Cats

daylight has finally reached its end, as evenfall striks unto the sky. far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight, sickening souls cry out in pain.

whispering voices, summoning screams, waitin for satan to bless their sins. blackhearted angels fallen from grace, possesed by the search of utter darkness

hear the cries from the public garden, feel the gloom of restless spirits, hear the screams from the public garden.

feel the doom of hauntin gchants,

eternal is their lives in misery

eternal is their lives grief.

abandoned in void of notingness, a chain of anger, a fetter of despair.