Lone Lemur - Intro of Black Swan #video

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He' is an orphan A real son of a witch
who belonged to a secret order
alone since his birth, born in the ashes,
Fire lit by the villagers

Strange like no one
behind his long black hair
He's the black swan
In the middle of nowhere

a six-stringed ax always at hand,
he makes the bloody earth tremble
and his melodies awaken the dead,
all enslaved to avenge his mother

Child in his caban
Playing guitar on his chair
Using Evil arcan
Singing to make them all pay

even now we can hear, this murderous riff,
in the heart of this cursed damned land
Corpses remains seamed died in fear
Now He's the only one to stand

Strange like no one
Behind his long black hair
Music necromencian
with his corpses he can play