They buried me here in the winter. To an iron box I checked in. I've never heard birds or seen daylight. And nothing will ever come in. . I'm happy to lie here in darkness.
All seeing eye. You leave your shed. Weaving icy webs. Of cosmic threads. . Ask directions. And solid pennies. Must lit the molten stars. Before they vanish.
The rain kept on falling. and darkened the sky. the dawn was to come with the sunrise. Revealing the shadows. that passed through the mist. the torchlight was flickering, the storm.
The rain kept on falling and darkened the sky. the dawn was to come with the sunrise. Revealing the shadows that passed through the mist,. the torch light was flickering.
Every night outside my window, she is there. a frozen shadow in the street. Surrounded by silence and unspoken terror. hell on high heels. Demonic hunger, a mistress from the grave.
Serpent rising on the horizon. And right here in my abode. Evil sensation, a manifestation. I'm petrified I cannot go. . Black and white day glow. Cold creeping fright show.
Time is short... time is endless. Time is linear but also a relative factor that. moves rather unnoticed form point A to B.. Time is a force not to be taken lightly....
Once a year, the white robes go on a quest. In search of a virgin, a child of innocence. Born of Apollon divine is the heritage. Chosen by foe to accomplish a holy task.
Can't you see the devil in me. Just take a look in my eyes. I will play for you this wicked melody. It's magic will reach for your soul. . It burns inside, no place to hide.
He stalks the night for his prey. He'll maim and kill while you pray. . Legacy of his tragedy. Born to kill for his mother's sins. Twisted mind living to kill.
I am possessed by death, perverted to unbelief. Showing no remorse, killing all those pigs. Slicing to your throat, hacking at your face. Ungodly thoughts arise, women I despise.
Behind these eyes and their colourfull lustre. Hides a place of shades and dim. By no winds dark clouds can be driven. My silent grief will never be heard.
[Music by: Callenish Circle]. [Lyrics by: Joep Werkhoven & Patrick Savelkoul]. . On your way searching tranquillity. lots of images pass your mind. Most of them are coloured black.
Day starts to bleed from my pen everything. Leaves not a voice not a choice, anything. Light never felt your sick skin rest of on me. Fails to include hardships felt constantly.
You should've tasted the sweetest part of irony. When you tried to place your hate on me. I know it's hard for you to breathe while drowning in shallows.
"No beautiful surface without a terrible depth". You ripped my heart out, I wish I was dead. I cannot tame my demons forevermore. You are the reason I should have known before.
Deeply hidden in the deepest wood. Black is the night. . The owls are singing between the worlds. The circle closes, the cycle of fire opens its doors.
Oh dark night, in silence broken ban,. Shackles of fear, I lie there, flat and merely. The valley lies deep, staggering in the past, shadows. Hide danger and feed me in the coldness,.