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A painfull planet in disguise
on wich I cannot breathe
Blinded by lies of light
alone in despair

Punished by my birth
slaughtered bu my belief
The future is near

These City walls are standing tall
A sanctuary for all that fall
Protected by its heavenly Grace
No Demon will ever enter this place

The old man reached his journeys goal,
This city seemed to have no soul.
The skies were dark, the city red

Feel the wind slowly approaching
from the deep fiords in the north
Slaying the remains of the fading automn
to reign and vigil earth
As escort knights of the frost
Behind them flocks of ravens
Blessed are those who sail with thee
they'l bring calm to this unsettled world

Dictator of the worshipped sky,
risen from her velvet grave
Encaged in the artwork drawn by the mad
Dethroned, enslaved

She descended from scarlet heavens
filled with splendour and pride
Unknowing of her grievous future

Crawling helpless through my scornful mind
looking upon my inner thoughts
Bless the stars my company in the night
Demoniaced, fettered inshackles of light

I feel rage for the disdainful burning sun
whose light makes me paralysed

Mystic night come encircle me
with your inimitable darkness
Drown me in agony and sombre thoughts

Come fourth your legions of unpurity
I'll bring myself under your domination

Just one of hundred million subjects

Today the jackal left me
His grip is now released.
Freed from the cage
Where I pawed for the key.
The bars are through my heart
And lock is through my soul.
My mind was torn to shreds
As I sought to see.

Through innocent minds the knife guides in,
Cutting the lifeline to sanity,
Replacing lives with possessions and greed,
Like blind children we search frantically.
Our hands claw the air for peace and light,
But were offered dust blackness and rage.
A new life screams as it takes it's first breath,
Soon traped in it's ready made cage,

Licked and seduced by cerulean waves
as I travel through millions of coloured skies
To wach and to touch the night that enslaves
and listen to choirs of tormented cries

Take me to the lake of dreams
where future turns to past
Let me taste its bloodred wine

Tomorrow waits me at my gates
while all my yesterdays swarm near
And one mouth whines, too late,
too late and one is dumb with fear

Was this the all that life could give
Me, who from cradle hungered on,
body and soul aflame to live,

I've disarmed the weak for the lies to show
I've fought without mercy I've slain with my sword
I've stricken upon the ones who seek
and blood ahs been shed from the souls so meek

For my paradise was burned and my visions encaged
Soulless and dying, a slave to my rage

righter than the golden, warmer than the sun
Lost in depths black murkey, as the warriors spirit gone
The eagle flies with sight so keen, the jewel it hopes to see
That is lost and can't be found, search for eternity
Old and wise the guru's pace long held solemnity
The preachers prayers are on deaf ears, myth or reality?
A crying child, no hope to calm, now vain all efforts be
That is lost and can't be found, search for eternity

Rise, angel of night, in glamorous pride
and spread thy polluted wings
Destroy the fundamental conditions
for our existence beneath contempt

Feed me with thy blissful tears,
seduce me in nocturnal rapture
Oh, mannequin of darkness you are my immortal

Echoing, ripping through the silence
tearing the soil off my soul
Silent you are, yet so loud
Beautiful still so violent and harsh

As you bleed so beautifully
I wach in silence and harmony
Fascinated and stunned of the pain you bring

The bleak rock face above us stands.
In the dusk it knows no fear.
The dark that seeps into our lives
Would penetrate not here.
Three score and ten this crooked stair
A mountain climb, till our sure death.
As climber who "neath the chasm lies
Life for us, traps it does set.

Gather me courage and gather me strength
to find the infinite source of disdain
To sip its fluid, a bittersweet taste
beyond the candescent vaults of disgrace

Enslaved and weak I worship thee
you are my master you made me meek
Enslaved and weak I worship thee

As he wandered in silverly halls among silent marbles,
enigmatic sculptures each with different tales to tell,
he touched their hard faces yet soft
like the mist over a sleeping sea
Their beauty and sorrow was feeding his superior soul

Through a heart of stone no blood will flow,
to cleanse the evil cold as snow

On the brink of destruction the world trembles in fear,
The madman is screaming, a crumpled corpse lying near,
The people are fighting for what's left of the mess,
Their minds blown to fragments now blend with the dust.
The corpses are moving, hungry maggots give life,
The brave men of the worl
D have now fought their last fight,
A mothers last scream as in death she brings life,

Thought, closes his mind, fear down deep within
Cold, hands of terror, time, now it begins
Tearing inside, as alive, but entombed

Hands, grasping his throat, choking, starting to drown
Screams, no-one can hear, reality, he's all alone

Tearing inside, as alive, but entombed

There's a land without delight
were saints immortal were slain
Infinite day expelled by night
and pleasures unite in pain
In this land without delight
thousands of candles glow
within their flame of misty light
my blood will always flow