I remember now The cleaness curtain The old question of life... This cryptic sapphire, Sapphire of lost years For all those witch have died... Is the curse to carry on With this old lost amulet Mistic Gods will burn tour hand in time (You can not scape) Wherever it was Nobody where save of harm In the eve of death... Blind by the spell Spreading the damned Ever since somebody take... the amulet Is the curse to carry on With this old lost amulet Mistic Gods will burn tour hand in time (You can not scape)