[Caacrinolaas:]. Expel the conscience of yours merely!. And incense will seem to be reaching the stars!. In stampede miserable deviltry is!. . [Demons in chorus:].
(There they were revealed by Men who occupied. the sixth chamber, and took the forms of. books and were arranged in libraries). . Alas for woe! Alas for woe! -.
Every image that I strive to show you fades away,. Though it leaves me dead inside, just an empty husk,. Like a contour on a map to our own demise,. Cataracts on the mind's eye, leaves me blind but....
Situations, complications, seem to alter my concentration. Revelation, short vacation, it's too much of an exclamation. I'm not afraid to tell her how I love her more than anything.
(Verse). Again, why can't we start again?. Feels like I've lost my best friend. I stare into your eyes but they're so empty.. Pretend, why can't we just pretend?.
When I see you it seems like you wanna get with me. You act like you have feelings for me,. But in the end it's all phony. I guess friends is what we are I guess it's what we're gonna be.
I'm down and out. With or without. Dignity and pride. Now is the time to hide. . I just can't keep track of all the promises I've made. Maybe if I lay here long enough they will just fade away.
By the river of passion, empty longings without feeling,. Is Dazbog's heart, did someone take him sun in dawn?. It man disclaimed humility and to nymphs ordered to cry..
Tomorrow is chamber of sadness griefing for today,. When the prophets break so unfeelingly the ray of my luck.. And I my hand rear to you kissed by pain,.
Time is drifting away. To form another day. With our without me. My faith to be. Tomorrow I will not see. "Be in the deepest of dreams. or the darkest of deaths.
Brutal orgy on flesh. A carnal feast for our lord. Feel your life float away. As I revel in your blood. . Maggots crawl in your flesh. Your life is ending here.
Oh whoa-oh, well the pony was funky. The watusi was kinda smooth. Oh whoa-oh, well the problem with all. Those little dance steps was you had to move.
Come alone horrid eyes. Bone from bone, sigh to sigh. In all dying there is a certain beauty. To travel the seas of temptation. And the velvet skies of pain.
So the lines are lost on the smallest details. Of the life that we tossed pushed out over the rail. And the wounds run deep through the one man so bad.
I still remember the days we met. I was wondering how far I could get. The days were numbered the nights were spent. The end was so strange I couldn't understand.
Disappeared along with choirs. In the dark my shades are turning. Down in the middle of the end. I kept on talking to me and myself. The way she's starring at me.