Cemetery Of The Lost Souls
Arcane Grail Lyrics


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(Verses by Demether; music by Eugen)

Moonlight trickleth through the clouds and the space converts to steam
Left behind the rays of passion approach the nightmare of dead man's dream
Far away nobody lives, and all enshrouded in darkness
Ghost-fiends gnawing human bones, they are cruelty and madness!

It was their first mistake, it was their last mistake
They've built the cemetery 'pon damned and holy place
Against the azure sky and 'neath the paly moon
For triumphal entrance forth from the mother womb

There's no time and there's no freedom ye can't hide in Pluto's kingdom
Dread and icy cold penetrateth through the evil eyes of sinner
He knows all about anguish only he has rights of winner
Hence the cemetery's erected 'round the village start devildom

Welcome to asylum of the lost souls – to the graveyard of the wild pain
Those who'll risk their lives at late night will be captives in the chill-steel rain
Only there immortal soldiers lie in endless languish boredom
'Cause their souls have doomed for penance they must stay in racking thraldom

Ghosts are breathing o'er the graveyard – fog spreads 'bove the sleeping hollow
Screams of spirits melt in silence – which could be the sole haven
Now the graveyard's full of demons – they're inspiring fear and horror,
Feeding by the pure mays' juice, nourishing with preux knights' gore

Gore!!!

There're only fearful woods around where birds of prey sing praise to death
Olden mountains guide the feebles to the meeting with their last breath
Beasts, which look like Hadean monsters waiting for the cruel murthers
They're just faithful sons of evil trying to be devils' soldiers

That's His domain, reign of dusk, blood and death with loud wargs' bark
People can't revolt and fight, 'cause their souls are by His side





(There are wisdom and dolours of ages sojourn in the oblivion).

Overall Meaning

The song "Cemetery Of The Lost Souls" by Arcane Grail speaks of a graveyard of lost and damned souls. The moonlight is trickling through the clouds as the rays of passion approach the nightmare of the dead man's dream. The graveyard is situated far away from the living and enshrouded in darkness. Ghost-fiends are gnawing human bones, reminding us of the cruelty and madness that exist in the world. The cemetery was built on a damned and holy place, which was the first and last mistake of the people who built it.


Pluto's kingdom is a place where there is no time and no freedom. It is a place where dread and icy cold penetrateth through the evil eyes of sinners, and only they know about anguish. The cemetery is erected around the village, signifying the start of the devil's dominion over it. The lost souls are trapped in endless languish boredom, doomed to penance in the graveyard.


The graveyard is full of ghosts, and fog spreads over the sleeping hollow. The screams of spirits melt in silence, and the graveyard is full of demons who inspire fear and horror. They feed on pure may's juice and nourish themselves with the gore of preux knights. The surroundings of the graveyard are fearful woods, and the olden mountains guide the feebles to their final breath. The beasts in the woods look like Hadean monsters, and they are faithful sons of evil trying to be the devil's soldiers.


Line by Line Meaning

Moonlight trickleth through the clouds and the space converts to steam
The moonlight is breaking through the clouds and causing the atmosphere to change.


Left behind the rays of passion approach the nightmare of dead man's dream
The rays of passion are a distant memory as we come face-to-face with death.


Far away nobody lives, and all enshrouded in darkness
There is no life in the distant darkness.


Ghost-fiends gnawing human bones, they are cruelty and madness!
The ghost-fiends are consuming human bones and embodying cruelty and madness.


It was their first mistake, it was their last mistake
Building the cemetery on this cursed land was their fatal error.


They've built the cemetery 'pon damned and holy place
The cemetery was built on both cursed and sacred ground.


Against the azure sky and 'neath the paly moon
The cemetery stands in contrast to the peaceful, blue sky and pale moon.


For triumphal entrance forth from the mother womb
The cemetery marks the end of the journey from birth to death.


There's no time and there's no freedom ye can't hide in Pluto's kingdom
In the realm of Pluto, time and freedom are illusions that can't be escaped.


Dread and icy cold penetrateth through the evil eyes of sinner
The eyes of the sinners in this realm reflect a sense of fear and coldness.


He knows all about anguish only he has rights of winner
Only those who have endured great suffering can truly claim victory in this realm.


Hence the cemetery's erected 'round the village start devildom
The cemetery is a symbol of the beginning of evil in the surrounding village.


Welcome to asylum of the lost souls – to the graveyard of the wild pain
This cemetery is a place of refuge for lost and suffering souls, a place of intense pain.


Those who'll risk their lives at late night will be captives in the chill-steel rain
Those who venture into the cemetery at night risk being trapped in a world of pain and suffering.


Only there immortal soldiers lie in endless languish boredom
Only the immortal soldiers here suffer endlessly in boredom.


'Cause their souls have doomed for penance they must stay in racking thraldom
These soldiers' souls are trapped here as punishment, forcing them into a state of painful slavery.


Ghosts are breathing o'er the graveyard – fog spreads 'bove the sleeping hollow
Ghosts haunt the cemetery while fog blankets the graves in silence.


Screams of spirits melt in silence – which could be the sole haven
The only escape from the torment of this place is the silence that pervades everything.


Now the graveyard's full of demons – they're inspiring fear and horror,
Demons now reside in the cemetery, instilling fear and horror in all who enter.


Feeding by the pure mays' juice, nourishing with preux knights' gore
The demons sustain themselves by feeding on the essence of the pure and the blood of the heroic.


Gore!!!
A cry to emphasize the gruesomeness of the creatures and events in the cemetery.


There're only fearful woods around where birds of prey sing praise to death
The surrounding woods are ominous, and the birds that inhabit them celebrate death.


Olden mountains guide the feebles to the meeting with their last breath
The old mountains provide direction for the feeble and guide them towards their inevitable death.


Beasts, which look like Hadean monsters waiting for the cruel murthers
Monstrous beasts lie in wait, as if eager to slaughter those who enter their domain.


They're just faithful sons of evil trying to be devils' soldiers
The beasts are minions of evil, doing the devil's bidding.


That's His domain, reign of dusk, blood and death with loud wargs' bark
This is the domain of the devil, who rules over death and destruction with the howling of wolves as his chorus.


People can't revolt and fight, 'cause their souls are by His side
The people are powerless to resist, as their souls already belong to the devil.


(There are wisdom and dolours of ages sojourn in the oblivion).
This realm contains ancient wisdom and suffering that has been forgotten by the world.




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