(passing by) an old raped village - mortiis lyrics

through boughs and leaves and stone on ground.
i feel a presence of evil, a silent sound.
an evil place once lovely and fair.
itã¯s gardens are grey, sad voices of despair.
a village old, pillaged and raped.
all itã¯s houses are rotten or burnt.
here are signs of battles of old.
raided for the virgins and their gold.
from where cometh this evil air?
the pressing warning of danger.