Mitternacht

Mitternacht!. . *gelächter*.... ...Mitternacht!. . Wenn die Gondeln trauer tragen. und es hallt der Toten Klagen. tief im Nacken das Grauen sitzt. . Wenn die Uhr beginnt zu schlagen.

Mortiferum Or Ptomaine Malaise

I have gone far beyond the pale. The invincible sun eclipsed and bound. Languid with absinthe, a muse I sought. From Demonic apparitions as pleasant deliverers.

Meer Der Einsamkeit

Dunstige Ferne, so lieblich verhllt sie regendes Leben,. Da die berauschende Welt in ihrem Reichtum zerfllt.. . Versuche, die Nebel zu brechen, nrrisch vergebliches.

Modern Crusaders

Don't look back. The time has come. All the pain turns into love. We're not submissive, we're not aggressive. But they think we can't defend. . Stand up, join us, modern crusaders alive.

Museu De Cera

Museu de Cera. (Humberto GessingerAugusto Licks). quem quiser saber por que. e no tiver o que perder. no pode acreditar em tudo. no pode duvidar de nada.

Muros E Grades

Muros e Grades. (Humberto Gessinge/Augusto Licks). nas grandes cidades. no pequeno dia-a-dia. o medo nos leva tudo, sobretudo a fantasia. ento erguemos muros que nos do a garantia.

Moral Absolutes

Myra

deep black clouds disappear into the void. so dark my soul will be you always shine so bright.

My Way

In my vains and in my face i want to leave but i cant.... I put my fears behind again...I hate myself and i cant hear you scream this. is my way.....cant hear you pray.....

My Friend

You have to be on your last day.... You never know what you have done to me.... But every night....lights go out and you feel alright.... You take what you will taken...you do what you will do....

Motor

Theese days are new keep on crawling till the night awakes and no one. understands. Come with me sweet enemy we are on the way and all the day. this life ends sick let's go insane....

Mirror

my obsession for a resurrection has opened my sorrowfilled heart. but my solution let me crawl deeper and i'll be walking alone in the dark. i'ts not an ordinary salvation i rejoice my life in the dark.

Melanchoholic

Can you hear me cry, my disease, there is so much more. that I should give. In the end, nothing more, it's the end,. but there's so much more that i should give..

Mindset

Malice

Madness. Madness. What if it's genius. Genius. But the people that are mad aren't structured to know. Meaning humans. Humans. . Show me a place to another world.

Madness

Madness. Madness. What if it's genius. Genius. But the people that are mad aren't structured to know. Meaning humans. Humans. . Show me a place to another world.

My Little World

one touch was enough to join our worlds. every movement of yours is for me a miracle. even though we have never met to join our worlds. . I observe your struggle for life with desire to protect you.

Miracle

The silence..the silence and the dark. neverending tunnel in empty space. the movement... the only movement and the whole empire. of silence is forever lost.

...memories

My Gavel Hand

Running blind and out of breath. But in the wrong direction. I don't recall or recognize. My own reflection. . Locked myself in a cell I can't breach.