Текст песни Lamia Morra - Люди-волки

Rising from the depths, splashing darkness
Giving birth to the sticky horror of darkness inside
Dreams come to me, in dancing shadows
I see faces, but the features are blurry
The shards of the day turn purple, there are wolf-men behind the door
Black footprints melt in the gray glades
I don’t hear the howl, quieter, quieter
Footstep after footstep
Follow the voice, the voice of Emptiness
No matter how much you feed a wolf, he always looks down
And the endless forest smells of wet wool
I lock myself in the silence of libraries
But these books are only a cemetery of miracles
Shards fly into my face, wolf-men are on the threshold
Black footprints smoke in the ashes of dreams
I don’t hear you, quieter, quieter
Footstep after footstep
Follow the voice, the voice of Emptiness

The Abyss speaks to me with the silence of pages
And the path home is covered with book dust
I disappear, but a sick darkness still burns in me
And puts doom at the forefront
Hands in blood, fragments fly, wolf-men circle nearby
Now I also leave black traces
You won't hear us, quieter, quieter
Follow the trail
Follow the voice, it's the voice of Emptiness

You won't hear us, quieter, quieter
Follow the trail
Follow the voice, it's the voice of Emptiness