[Lyrics by Tharen] Thousands of miles in the dust to see, upon a path leading to nowhere. Destination unknown, only trees in the distance to see. they
[Lyrics by Q. Horatius Flaccus] Exegi monumentum aere perennius Regalique situ pyramidum altius, quod non imber edax, non aquilo impotens possit diruere
Aus den Kampfliedern (Alkaios von Mytilene, c. 400 B.C.) [German translation] Nicht mehr begreifen kann ich der Winde Streit: Denn eine Woge wA¤lzt sich
Waters unleashed... Fires unbound... Ashes surround my feet as i see how might could work... once more... Shadows that embrace me with their wings of
[Lyrics by Tharen] Time has demanded it's sacrifice... After thousands of burned books And the murder of uncounted wise women and men One should think
I am one you called - deep in the night you lost your soul. Through demon eyes you saw what lies behind the mask of life. To ride with me - to cross
I feel this cold darkness The very emptiness calls me. Follow me on my path... Come, sentence this world to death. Mortal life is nothing - compared
[Lyrics by Tharen] Forgotten powers are revealed By fire we are sworn - To the everlastingness, to eternity, to the void The sign of the dragon shines
So we awaked In a place beyond space and time Where mortal limits last no more. We left the balance And the fading world Witout regret, Without on more
Live...between the wolf in your heart And the cross in your back. Betrayed by your belief - Sworn to your arms - You had never any choice. Thou will wander
[Lyrics by Tharen] Encrypted signs appear red glowing, contrasting the deep dark stone. Energetic they sweep before my eyes. My mind opens to an event
Ecce anus in mediis sedens annosa puellis sacra facit Tacitae - nec tamen illa tacet - et digitis tria tura tribus sub limine ponit, qua brevis occultum
[Lyrics by Q. Horatius Flaccus] Ille et nefasto te posuit die, Quicumque primum et sacrilega manu Produxit, arbos, in nepotum Perniciem opprobriumque
Here at the top of a mountain in a clear night under the stars that seem to fall every next moment I receive a vision. A vision of a rising empire. An
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Which way is the right path As I stand upon This chaotic crossroad of hate... How many ways Are there to roam On this dark and damned Road of fate...
Blind eyes that see more as what is hidden in your face blind eyes see the skull behind your skin. It feels you're growing older with every second. It
