Lord Azmo. Cracked Scenes Of Reality. Tonight ...Enchanting Night. Zeneszám

Black is the night...
Black is the day...
Even the visions are crashed away
Come take this soul...
Come end this tale...
Come save my morning from yesterday
I feel I am drifting far from the light longing for a morning ...
After this night
The blood around me...
Atones my sins...
The shadows have gone...
And coldness begins

Farewell reality!
Forever I am free!
No more pains no more lies...
No more blood to see...