Through boughs and leaves and stone on ground. I feel a prescence of evil, a silent sound... A village old, pillaged and raped, houses rotten or burnt
a presence of evil, a silent sound. An evil place once lovely and fair. Itis gardens are grey, sad voices of despair. A village old, pillaged and raped
Traduction: Mortiis. Un vieux village et Violée.
Traduction: Mortiis. (En passant) un vieux village et violées.