Incantation VI – Edge Of Sanity – letras

And now she sat alone in the concealment of the nightShe was hungry now to liberate the writings from their cageThe glimmer of a feeble moon provided her with lightAs she opened up the cover and began to read the pageFly, soul, the body’s guest,Upon your impish arrantLet none be guiled by false confessionTruth shall be your warrantFly soul for your body must dieFly soul for your body must die