White is the mark of this sighting, black is it´s soul
Dark is the soil where it haunts upon
Jesus Christ!
You were never capable of protecting these desecrated woods
Shadows over Lammendam
Shadows over Lammendam

It´s the point of death´s return for a grand castle there once burned
Something is following me!
Yet there´s no one I see as I walk the old pathways near the woods

A murderous identity is staring from the trees
Now I realize that I have trodden spectral sanctities

Wandering through forests and dreary fields
I think I´m lost
Yes I´m lost
Cannot describe this horrendous fear, I think I´m cursed
Tricked and cursed
Suddenly I stumble onto a forgotten sanctuary
A tomb of a castle scorched by time, bound to the entity that is determined to take my life

Here comes the night!
Nocturnal threnodies and funerary thoughts of my death-bell clanging through my mind..

Overwhelmed by approaching dark sounds
Listen to the devilish anthems of a shrieking ghost when the moon is perfectly round

All that´s left is a shallow empty moat
There were my rigid body floats through a cold void what Dutch men call ´dood´

No one in the village knew, why disappear?
Wish they knew my corpse was here!
Shadows over Lammendam
No return, no return from Lammendam!