Lyrics The Oracle (Of the Fog) - Cadaveria

The Oracle (Of the Fog)

A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night
I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope
Today I spoke again with the man, who taught me to dare
His face is grievously embalmed in baked clay
But his spirit continues to pulse inside me
He said: «sometimes you need to risk, to do something else
Ought to forgo guarantees, ‘cause they are also compulsions»
His words are my oracle, also after a long time
I told my story to him
And his eyes turned into a loving smile
There is silnce now
The beasts hav arrived
And their fangs have caught them all
But me
The oracle of the fog prophesied a favourable destiny
The spirit of the right conscience will pulse
Inside me forever and ever and ever
A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night
A veiled fog alights on the dark skin of the night
I crossed it pensive, with the heart full of hope