Shame is such a plain way to describe this state And every forked tongue displays your intentions With every forked tongue a way to ascension but All
A black sun has risen Look up into the sky Enter your rain season Drown out the light A return to the soil Harvest by hand Depleted and bleak in An unfertile
It's a hollow hand That pulls you into An otherworldly land So alluring and new And the higher ground Where you took your stand Has now leveled down
It sets in with a vengeance An attack on all the senses A paralyzing presence They'll hunt you down One at a time They'll hunt you down one at a time
This is the end of a sickening tale Of life death and repeat Radiant waves of dissonant ways Set forth through the halls of refrain You're a plague,
I'm in denial of existence drifting over to the other side Of an endless horizon Crossed out and driven by desire Feeding the fire until O death pull
We've got to get out No turning back Leave ruination to the rats We're setting a course That's out of our reach Never returning to this Civilization
There's no salvation In a world where you worship proven fiction And no redemption for a life of servitude You bow and you heed Unhallowed command Your
There is no turning back From all the confines of regret Reminders of that day will haunt you Nights you never slept And every time you separate the
Pull Meet me beyond the emptiness And only then will you see All that you have All that you have in this world Is all that you need So release me into
make no sound on this velvety ground Where life's not depending on hours Onward they fly, cross clearest skies Power and beauty of wild, pounding life Eternally
Snowy Woodland Beside the Enormous Hillsides of Frost Below the Magnificent Starsky Black I am Cloaked by the Moonshine Mist In Nocturnal Midwinter Hours In Bloodred Darkness
grief What renaissance this hour will bring Dark grimoires of sorceries Filled with spells of cursed conjurations Bring down the witching hour From
haunts the mortal seeds of ruin... Nights were crystal clear - words were sent from pictures The color have seared - these pages, whereas The darkest hour
haunts the mortal seeds of ruin... Nights were crystal clear - words were sent from pictures The colors have seared - these pages, whereas The darkest hour
che dal sangue mio nasca l'aurora E dal sogno mio breve il sole eterno! E dal sogno mio breve il sole eterno! Translation: The dawn divides the darkness
loses its light. the stars fall from sky and it is pitch dark night. complete destruction - brutal mutilation. complete destruction - total annihilation. that day will be darkness
day the paint on the church walls began to crumble The crop festered and the cattle began to die The wives disappeared just before midnight Only return
