Presence

Ooooo ooooaaah ooooo oooo ah

,,,., spirit. on. the land,,,

Passing by the fire out there in the field,, spirit. Spirit suffer them

To never pause near anything of here.

Things that floating on the dark,, tormentors from a time before.

Presence with no breathe just to consider it today

For tomorrow I will be as you, and at you forever I will say

SPIRITS CROSSING LAND. SPIRITS CROSSING FORESTS,

in the air the sound of their dying..

Pull their siuks right into Hell, lock them there, leave them