And can you blame me - is it such a crime, to crave for one small piece of heaven that I can call mine? All my life I have yearned - how my spirit has
Music & Lyrics by Suidakra] Tireless I faced my way The flames still burned To see the stars and dales My heart still yearned for Surrounded by bleakness
dreams unite our tearful eyes enchanting At night, I kiss the serpent in thy tears For years thy sorrow I've mourned Hearken my moonchild's cry Yearning
to the glow of a young spiritess weeping in the woods The blackest ravens and ice-veiled boughs Have spoken of you, goddess of these bleak woods I yearn
In the depths a growing conflict Nowhere to run Bleak mere shadows of what once was Put asleep since nothing more to gain Yearn for what's not there
In oceans of light Haunts the bleak river Mindless spectre Summons malice without thought [Chorus :] Insane paradox of dreams gone awry Stalked and thrown
The soul has seen Through eyes of heaven The imperium of earth There's nothing left to perceive Help me to escape from this existence I yearn for an
breaking dawn, on this endeavor for the truth waiting in the shadows of a recent fall looking up at the darkened sky that only gets worse yearning for
can depend on each other You shut me down, packs, pins, and arms, I was walking alone.. Eluding the end, Preferring the verdict too bleak Discourage
't lose my way again As long as it's dark enough to see Welcome blindness, transparency: No system of harmony More accurate than this Welcome bleakness, disconnection: No yearning
myself and no one else I drink to your bad health Like the carrion fiend At a blessed feast The bones you were born with Yearn to be seen An imperfect
the circle turns to break, And in our moral lies we yearn to relate... For all the beauty that you're not, And all the plans you never made, In our bleak
Swelling pyres sway restlessly From bleak to pale adorn the weald Its wild reflection wondrous A danse macabre in glass Glimpse of festive silhouettes
can you blame me - Is it such a crime, To crave for one small piece Of heaven that I can call mine? All my life I have yearned - How my spirit has burned
Abandonment of self, depression is your ecstasy In misfortune engrossed- smiling Destruction is wealth- punishment your luxury Elation through pain- Still smiling Slave of bleak
tearful eyes... enchanting At night... I kiss the serpent in thy tears For years... thy sorrow I've mourned Harken my moonchilds cry yearning for another
our souls to the edge of death The sun became our most dreadful enemy Our bodies burning, still never dying Wishing you never were stillborn with us The starving yearning
[Lyrics by Anders Jacobsson, 29/9-1990, edited 11/7, 27/7 and 6/8-2000] Filled with sorrow... Bleak inner self touched by pride, devoured by solitude
