Shadowfields

within dead hearts. a bleeding face of pain. one voice sounds. sobing with horror that grows. expired, unsure and sweet. doing prayers with decaying souls.

Shades Of Pictures In Grey

lonesome under stars tent. walks through the silent hour. boy wakes out of weird dreams. his face decaying it seems. . crazed woman with open hair. in the window staring barred.

Shades Of Grief

if we die, it?s gods will. we can?t do nothing about destiny. nothing left but. rising light wakes us up with a kiss. . when the dogs of war haunt our emotions on sunday.

Swan Lake

[Chorus I]. Her soul will be a swan. Until. She feels. The love of nobleman. Forever her soul will be a swan. Until. She feels. The love of noble.... .

Starsmaker (elbereth)

When day is out, i can see in the sky. Plentyful forest made with the stars. In cold night, i can feel the near-by. goddess of asters no matter thou art so far.

Somewhere In Dreams

Through the old valley of golden trees. In the land of elves. A young boy hated the line that destiny. Wrote out on his race. He sighed for the fire. He sighed for the wind.

Silver Lake

Along the river of fantasy we'll get to a place. Which they want to see. Across the valley of illusion. We'll have to climb the mountains of confusion.

Sternennacht

[I Andante]. . Neiget ein tag sich. Der himmel verblaBt. und sterne. Sie flustern von ewigem licht. . Flustern ewiges licht. Stilles shnen erwacht. Spurt das bluhen der nacht.

Spingono I Vecchi Giorni

[Music: Giuseppe Sammartini (ca. 1693-1770)]. [Triosonate in d-moll, 4 Satz., Allegro (Zwischenspiel von Waldura)].

Skytied

With or beneath. Or to wither and fade. We must. But never trust!. . Or if, somehow, some of the brave...?. But who? Where to find? Faith. . Omnipresent ground,.

Sint Lumbi Vestri

Silberstreif

Der zweifel widr voruberziehn. Das dunkel sich erhellen. Ein silberstreif nach osten hin. Ein licht in sanften wellen. . Und morgenrote bricht die nacht.

Swarm

(God Is Here). AHHHHH. (God Is Here). Necronomicon is coming. (God Is Here). EWWWWIEWWWDUDU. (God Is Here). AHHHHHAUGH. . [Blaze Ya Dead Homie:]. Mass Murdera (Yeah).

Something

[Violent J:]. Scariness. Your butthole just spit in your pants. Scariness. What's scary, is not knowing what, what is. Something scary. . [Shaggy 2 Dope:].

She Was

[Shaggy 2 Dope]. Woo hoo. You shoulda seen her. Man, her fid in my hand heavy sweatin' like a fever. The way she cut through flesh, she was beautiful.

Spiritual

Mother sin, you know my bent. Responsible for all. That colours the paths. I have gone. A tragedy was torn. From innocence and sorrow. To a region I belong.

Stalingrad

The Seasons Change Its Colours. It Draws To A Close. The Blaze Of Ancient Stories. Shine In His Eyes. The Warm's Taken By The Winter. Fallin' Asleep. His Deep Tale Before The Silence.

Serenity

See my eyes, my breaking own. The time has come and. Stolen me all. I'm walking to a puture lorn. Stand in peace. Where the silence grows. A sleeping angel in front of me.

Sina Budi

Silence

I welcome shades of grey openly. Anachronistic life unending. Unnecessary strain compounding. The failing cognition resounding. . I hate what I become.