Letra de From the Dark (Live At Birkag�rden, Stockholm, October 23rd 1987) - Morbid

He stood there so many times
Funerals get orgasm from my soul
From the funeral... from the past... from the dark
The cross... a necromancer's cross
By night will strike me... i die

Ha.. huhahah..
I've died

He step's out from the dark
Cold smoke as he passes by�?
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I tried�? to ignore
Cold smoke as he passes by�?

From the death... from�?... from the dark
?
That night�? by his crime, hatred�? his crime
?
? from the dark