Waiting for the other side to show us the glory ... Tremendous gorgeous Church of the Wicked Open your gates and grant us the Bowl For we are the Martyrs of the Fall - bless us Rise, My Dearest, as we become one Hand in hand, side by side, burying torture We take this Eden ... saved at last ...
Embrace me, as the ground around my coffin For I am empty now, empty as a god's throne
Searching for the most miserable grave at the cemetary - I found myself buried yet times ago in this long lost era symbol of my contemporary non-existence Where have I been, where will I go
Insanity .... Elysium of the Mad Clouds at the eve of a desert past Tantalizing and desperate passion in a swamp of tears
I am staring at the Moon, so dark but serene Longing for my time to come Finally, an infinite ardour, I hail your arrival
The sun descended, blackened skies Night, I can taste her sweet breath Night, she licks my shade
Hidden in your invincible fortress of self-will You are saved from the Army of Wisdom Nevertheless one day the walls will collapse Then I'll welcome a fragile virtue Nude ... reveal your secrets
Near a Lake of Sorrow a man met the Death His last words for the widow are meant to forget
I am watching you but I am losing you My Goddess, shelter me Carry me, before I drown in tears and misery
From the darkest depths of my lonely soul an overwhelming petrification arose and stole my broken strength Blood once meant life to me It became nothing but a Lake of Redemption
Suffering beyond death, cannot forget and leave her Please come with me What will be left of us,
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