Текст песни Conjunction Of The Spheres - Marcin Przybyłowicz

Wolves asleep amidst the trees,
Bats all a-swaying in the breeze,
But one soul lies anxious wide awake,
Fearing all manner of ghouls, hags and wraiths.
Birds are silent for the night,
Cows turned in as daylight dies,
But one soul lies anxious wide awake.
For the witcher, brave and bold,
Paid in coin of gold,
He'll chop and slice you,
Cut and dice you.
Eat. You. Up. Whole.
Eat. You. Whole.