Rosemary’s Child — Dominia

Whispering shadows cast on your pale skin Shining dream has gone. Dead sun rising The lust of the Beast that bursts with sorrow deep within The Belief that disappeares beyond the last horizon

Requiem for the mankind echoes in the laughter of your son The doomed world dies out in the cold, in the little eyes' damnation Love that turned to pure hate, to the great chaos. Pain's just begun He's a defenseless child. Self-condemnation