blood. you open the door. to. into the bride's room. it's. the secret it's decay. born. from fleshe's deepest need. . rose upon my altar - im the rose on your altar.
We got it for a.from the dark. the strings door the times to my.. hear the reaching start to.. the., the more that is mine.. . You're walking by. You're like my big desire.
From the grave I watch in the shadows. Since those years, the age of deep pain. When I hear the drums of battle. Beats my heart, greedy for revenge. Wait my queen, my wife of the dark death.
Lowering clouds in the sky aglow. Darken my shield of victory. Is my fate doomed to hell on earth?. . A shift in the wind guides me to home. I am staring in the mirror now.
Legends always say. The dark one makes his play. With uncautious men. . Lie in his name. From inner egypt came. Don't fear his word. Don't go to his den.
It's the sea of life a nightmare. For the searching and ever coming back.. In the middle of the empty nowhere. In a deep hole that is getting black. .
When the golden dusk covers me. And the beams play with the trees. Memories so come to my heart. Because the guardian of the dreams departs. . [Bridge:].
Soul of mine,. When road's lonely,. She came to me in the skyline,. Her look was divine. . Her black hair. Danced with the wind,. And the cold air. Of autumn.
choir. . full moon in the height. full moon in the night. influence of the Moon. can make an artist or a loon. of loves. . choir. . spirit, like the moon.
There was (an) ancient age, of the warrior, of the sage. In a remote time, when bards sang their epic rhymes. There is a gloomy land, where no lord or king stands.
The moment came now. His brother died. And he became his people's guide. Though was suspicions. Of fratricide. Behind him they ride. . They all know the legend.
Young Kingdoms, Yougn Kingdoms. Prepare the crimson war. Young Kingdoms, Young Kingdoms. Command the righteous law. . The fall of melnibone. Imrryr towest in the quiet night sleep.
Tells the legend, there's a magic place. That could nobody find its trace. Land of darkness, land of forlorn songs. Where all is mystic all along. . (The Traveller).
Dark thoughts invade my mind. The dancing is frenzy. The monolith raises sinister. A monotonous melody. The madness is a torturing game. Slow is killing me.
It's a long hard way. To find a solution. So I feel so stray. Day by day. . And when Moon's full. I'm the evil Evil's tool. . Causing a dastardly havoc.
[Jamie Madrox:]. Dark, cold, embryonic liquid. Surrounds me in the belly of decision. I hit the walls and they only bounce back. And my eyes won't open so everything stays black.