The Monk

Song The Monk
Artist Gothica
Album The Cliff of Suicide

Lyrics

Somnia, terrores magicos, miracula, sagas,
Nocturnos lemures, portentaque. [lines by Horat]
Agitur animus in noctem et
Tenebrae oboriuntur. [lines by Seneca] "Dreams, magic terrors, spells of mighty power, Witches, and ghosts who rove at midnight hour." "The mind gets confused and wanders groping in a thick darkness."