As in a poem of Lewis Caroll. Mylene's mournful life drifts away... away, so far away. Anguish plants its subtle anger. Like a paranod mind's depression.
As in a poem of Lewis Carrol. Mylne's mournful life drifts away... away, so far away. Anguish plants its subtle anger. Like a paranoid mind's depression.
My soul. My soul is black like a bird. Lies, raven priceless. Ahead to mediatic crosses. Engulfed spirally's crown. Engulfed lustfull desire. Darkness.
I am a monolith. Sect of our heart. My belief in religion. Rise high in the sky. Own preacher. Hatetress desires. Ruin my throne of celtic empire. Of celtic empire.
Travelling asa combatant among the dead. The world's cemetaries as sole home. As Moses opens his way through the Styx. From beyond, I have the keys. .
[Deus Puerilis]. . Deus, in adjutoruim meum intende.. Domine, ad adjuvandum me festina.. . Gloria Patri, et Filio, Spiritui Sancto.. Sicut erat in principio, et nunc, et semper,.
[Maudit Sois-Tu Soleil!]. . Caresse moi flamme de l'enfer. Oiseau crucifi dcolle. Soleil tarit les ruisseaux, inhibe mes paroles. Ange dchu au paradis ?.
[Standing At The Galaxy]. . Toward the galaxy. Hate is the key. Close the gardens. Orchard of fruits and seas. Standing at the gate. Almighty galaxy. Preacher of a misanthropic sect.
You are changing. Abstract your body. Try to make communion with your brain. It's time to begin practicing. Practice mind building.
I am lust and seduction. The money worshiper. Girl with diamonds rivire. Art and ornamentation. . Grit of a classical music master. You force admiration.
Mere, brode la tunique de ton fils chevalier.. De ton aiguille transperce sa toile ensanglant'e,. Des fils d'or se melent au canevas rugueux.. Cath'drale, orne la croix, chante le Christ..
Caresse moi flamme de l'enfer. Oiseau crucifie decoles. Soleil taris les ruisseaux, inhibes mes paroles. Ange dechu au paradis e. Colombe mutilee vole !.
Matador de l'art extrme. Dress sur les barricades. En braconnier de l'animal me... accus!. . Matador de l'extrme. Associ aux crimes contre l'humanit. Spcialiste de l'art mortuaire.
Matador de l'art extrme. Dress sur les barricades. En braconnier de l'animal me... accus!. . Matador de l'extrme. Associ aux crimes contre l'humanit. Spcialiste de l'art mortuaire.
They don't understand why. Why this blood stream down in me. . Why my tears torn my body. They don't understand why. De l'Argilire genes burst my arteries.
You're breaking all hearts but your own. You suffocate me, I cannot lie. I cannot hide that my heart falls when I see you. You're faking, I start to see.
Lose control. You find yourself pulling our eyes from the room. Attention, your addiction. It's destroying everything, this steadfast fixation. Still my satisfaction is found in your submissive hands.
The worst is over. We went the fast way out. You can see the marks left on my clothes. From where she came undone. You want me to hurt like you, to shadow the pain.