black sahara

there is a castle far away, where the moon lay steel and grey, 'there's no turning back, ' they say, 'once you have opened up the gates', legend has it, anyone, who dares to waken the hellish one, felt in their veins the heat of his venom, felt in their veins the heat of his venom, there is a castle draped in vine, where the sun refuses to shine, so turn back now if you are wise, for if you look him in the eyes. legend has it, anyone, who dares to waken the hellish one, felt in their veins the heat of his venom, felt in their veins the heat of his venom