A black mist is falling Silence fills my mind Empty thoughts, but there is silence and anger Of something silent Cold and nothing I feel strangled, Something
As one see, it came again To be standing in this enchanted ring And when the mirror show its opposite end You're there again Who am I becoming? They
A sketch is made of your destructive behavior Who invented the thoughts I denied I never wished for your life to end You were meant as a symbol of pain
In the dark, in my pain I cry with myself and hope to die The voice, The voice of death allures me, To the unknown, To eternal life in pain In the dark
A hidden realm The kingdom of secrets In ancient times who were known by winter demons But were driven away by thee Now they are held in stones And with
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A voice fading inside a dream within me My soul screams I see your eyes Swept in flames within our nocturnal games The malicious black horned knight
My wrathful eyes Piercing from the shivering soul-night Onto the hellion hordes On a death-march ride Against the new light Immortal bearers of immoral
For it is to be what is human To navigate with your instincts as if it Were they last day of life and your opiate addiction Supreme and sole survivor
Shivering black psychotic darkness Lightning thrown into me Ripping my skin, I'm laying in a tomb and being shaken to pieces by my coffin In my mind
Pale blue faces Drifting in the cold void Black eyes raped for virtue Glancing towards the Fragments of fallen stars Through their veins Black liquid
A black mist is falling Silence fills my mind Empty thoughts, but there is silence and anger Of something silent Cold and nothing I feel strangled,
I gazed out to the coming storm My thoughts are clear but not alone The view I search is in the question Blind I paint your guide to pain Naked motions
There is no reason for the living You are all a part of my game. For upon your existence My face in dim will appear, As a future doom, in destruction