Vientos de Olvido
Guarnerius
Winds of Oblivion
From afar, the wails could already be heard
An impactful encounter awaited him
With languid steps, he goes to meet the ominous ritual
Death and fear lurking in silence
Cursed punishments from dark times, of spells and witches
Calvary of thousands of men fallen before the cross
Ancient tortures of hatred and terror, bloody abuses
Rivers of blood shed in the name of god
Perhaps the earth will swallow his tears
And the wind will carry away the ashes
Of those fallen at the stake
Of those who now rest devoid of peace.
