Once I stood alone so proud Held myself above the crowd And now I am low on the ground From here I look around to see What avenues belong to me I can
Once I stood alone so proud held myself above the crowd now i am low on the ground. From here i look around to see what avenues belong to me I can't
A deadly suffering filled with pleasure. A necessity giving you the breath of life. Behind the black mask... Beyond the night. In silent solitude one
In a long wrathless reverie Spectacular displays of human suffering Wrapped in endless cycles Understanding life and death To suffer all its torments
Mysteries of ancient times. Of when our ancestors lived. Treasures of a forgotten time. Yet to be revealed. Ideas of an afterlife. Ancient views. A life
Far away where the woods are dark. There I sit by the tree of wisdom. Never to be closer to its essence. I now await its hidden knowledge. I cry for
Good and high. The sky darkened. The sweet blood coming on. Dark and deep. A grey anvil of clouds. Thoughts spinning away. Broken by a hollow whistling
Leafs are falling, black and lifeless. Wind of autumn, carry them away... far away. Wandering beneath the trees. Dancing with the cold shadows. To the
An epic world. A vital culture. Mystery across centuries. Whispering hymns. Drowning in beauty. A new solution. Pain inspires. The new generation.
Dark autumn... Sweet misery. I whisper and softly embrace you. As dark silhouettes we drift into the night. Pale images summons the night. In nightly
In utter oblivion In the pale moonlight Beyond the bounds of eternity I longed for death A blur of misty blue A trick of blinking Relapsed into deep
Since my long forgotten love Death became my love Shadows embrace the lunatic I believe no doctor System fail For god and country Dissolved solution
I walk among the withered graves. Sorrows freshly bleeds. I kneel beside the mourning. Existing for one purpose only. To die. In your marble vault. My
I sat under the arrow of mourning... Washing my mind in the rain, while counting the drops as they fell down. I found the key to my soul. Hidden in the
Life is nothing. Nothing but a long journey. Passed years turns to dust, and you enter another world. As a star at dawn... As the candlelight in your
Come to me on your dark path. Join me in my search. In my longing for something more. As a spiral of sorrow it is. A guidance of the sadness within.
Death kills the flame of life. Ends our present existence. A transformation to come. Death of the former self. The total destruction of form. We turn
Surrounded by septemberstorm and frosty rain. Outside I am walking in my own loneliness. Around me people walk with bended heads. We all have many thoughts
