Mourning Palace

Daylight has finally reached its end, as evenfall strikes into the sky. Far away in the dark glimpsing moonlight, sickening souls cry out in pain. Whispering voices and summoning screams, waiting for Satan to bless their sins. Blackhearted angels fallen from grace, possessed by the search for utter darkness. Hear the cries from the Mourning Palace. Feel the gloom of restless spirits, hear the screams from the Mourning Palace. Feel the doom of haunting chants. Eternal is their lives in misery, eternal is their lives in grief. Abandoned in a void of nothingness. A chain of anger, a fetter of despair. In this garden of depraved beings, this unsacred place of helpless ones. Satan blessed the creatures, inswathed them in endless night. Whispering voices and summoning screams, waiting for Satan to bless their sins. Blackhearted angels fallen from grace, possessed by the search for utter darkness.