Where sun refuses to shine, a shadowed might grows unknown,
Open wounds lie complaining, a fading Eden for lost
souls
Roaming through blazing grounds, drained by freezing winds,
The will to rise again caressing sin-swallowed
senses.
Glancing in virginity, led by stars of purity
while sadness can do no harm, such a veracious heart.
Stream of fire,
attempts to lighten this dark abandoned place.
A junction for sadness and death to unite - creeping forward.
A retribution of
drowning, charming evildrunken voices
Sounds from the depth of the woods carried by a whispering breeze
Hear the beasts chanting
a solitude spell:
"A dreadful abyss for a lightened beauty to fall,
Barely a touch of madness, bathing in a grey
sunrise,
Wish to see winged saints stumble through fields of evil,
Come follow me in the night, for heaven is blind 'round
here."
See the face shine in the moonlight, soft as silk, pure as water.
But a dark affection, growing hidden in lonesome
moments.
When just a breath disturbing the impermeable silence
"Drink deep from the fountain of seduction and treason,
corroding
your absurd mind, let apathy take command.
Now feel the filthy power rising on far mental horizons.
Dragging you into infinite
worlds, catching stars and moons."
"Live is here for me - distress is here for me"
Constantly, aging romance to creep on
bent knees - feeble creature
Under the disturbing blindfold control of shaping fears
A raging new sun is born for darkness and
cold,
so far - and dimness breathes for a storm, leaching this star.
