Lyrics The Eggs of Melancholy - Mütiilation

The Eggs of Melancholy

The desertic summer fades, the black curtains opens on a depressive autumn
The ground gave rotten fruits this season
The black wings of melancholy above the superstitious mortals
The dogs bark at the moon, children wake at night
Since the appearance of those weird black eggs
No chance for an exorcism in this place forgotten by god
Some of them speak of witchcraft but no scapegoat to crucify
Peasants in starvation and fear, epidemics over animals
Each day opens on new victims, cursed by a strange evil
No one to bless the funeral, the priest was buried one week ago
Fields are changing to mass graves
People dwell in the church which has turned weird and dark
Ignoring the chapel is the nest, they get close to Evil
Curse spreads over the villages around as a magnetic wave of sadness
The wind carries the carrion’s stench, the eggs of melancholy