As I was descending to the bottom
Of this pit filled with flayed flesh
Hanging on dead hands and sunken graves
Looking for the shrine of the underworld
Sometimes the trails of demons
And mortals
Intertwain
Long I stood
Staring at the river
Hesitating
Lumbering soulless vessels emerging from the deep down
After numbers of years ambling this lands
I've seen what was buried in the memory of time
There are many worlds beyond the mortal veil
But your eyes are blinded to see so far away
A secret path
Something dwells behind
I can hear the haunted whispers in the dark
A library
Forbidden knowledge
Is rising
In front of me
Long I stood
Staring at the river
Hesitating
Lumbering soulless vessels emerging from the deep down
My mind is dragged by this pages
Made by tributes traces
Viland Necropolis will rise once again
