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Time crashes by, I only search to destroy to define me, It's just a matter of time, until we. Follow like blind sheep, its not a question of who's right, thats just what defines me, as me....
Joy has been left for a reason. Order will blind me. Hand me the chance will I take it. And play the game. . No need no guilt for tomorrow. Now counting down for.
Faith and fire. Cinder forsaken. Lust and greed. The satyr untamed. Slain god. Ritual and dogme. Old blood. The kingdome must fall. Why should i be one of the normals?.
Vor der Tür zu meinem Herzen. haben die Fahnen auf Halbmast geweht.. 's Paradies hat sich mitten im Sommer in 'n Winterschlaf g'legt.. Der Baum meines Lebens hat seine Blätter verlor'n.
When you were young some years ago. your old man told you. don't you set yourself on fire, listen. the point of all is what you do not. what you are talking about.
Mesmerizing Whirling Fires In The Night. Through Which Visions Of Splendid Nature Is Brought To Sight. A World Of Foul Worms Crumbling In Their Filth.
And what shall I do?. I try to speak and words stop short of my tongue. They make their way back to my thoughts. . Still crafted by a still soul. I move my eyes around.
I'm at zero, release the controls. Preparation for the ending. The end is soon. I'm at zero, I will not die at zero.
Hold her in your right hand. And guide her safely home. Brush away all the thorn. And all the stones. . You're my angel without wings. You're my angel without wings.
(A throne in Heaven sat empty for 33 years). Why? For what do we strive that will bring us closer. No human deed will show us approved. For two thousand years we've choked on our efforts.
Marked to be alone. And my eyes are closed. Drown and separate. Sakes of discernment. . Walk with the broken pieces. They do not say a word. . Marked to be alone.
I've journey for so long to fulfill my quest. Surrounded by danger I'm put to the test. Through darkness and fire been tempted by sin. Just sit back and listen as my tale begins.
An Orchid In My Belfry (Nocturnal Call Part 2). . [music: Abate, lyrics: Blachier]. . the stained glass windows as a philter reveal me veiled wisdom. through the icons once carved in blood I drawn secret visions of mankind.