Interpret:

Old Man's Child

Album:

The Pagan Prosperity

Beyond the black of the netherworld
lies a kingdom untouched
created by the sins of man...
and the evil that man do.


Walls painted
with the colour of blood,
walls that surrounds all
that malice embrace.


Out of the dark and toward the shadows
The mice feast on their flesh,
nameless souls are trapped in the twilight
trapped in a time that newer end's.


Demons that haunt in the night
soldiers of the nocturnal light,
evil spawn the masters creation
seeds of hate, the cast of damnation.


Pain is all where nothing is
Is nothing where pain is all


Walls painted
with the colour of blood,
walls that surrounds all
that malice embrace.


Out of the dark and toward the shadows
the mice feast on their flesh,
nameless souls are trapped in the twilight
trapped in a time that newer end's...
...and never will..