Tears Of Chors — Profanum

The face of the moon is rising over the night Silver face in pagan blaze of eternal star's eyes...

The touch of soft light Fills with dream virgin forest immensity... Vampiric silence of shining blackness as sword rapes Sharp cold steel...silence

First scream from child of night The light of moon enthrones the prince Dancing shadows rise as the realm of Chors... Join the great feast of dream, Ancient forest wind... Until dawn abysmal sleepgates await

Tears of Chors invite...