It's always darkest before it goes. Completely black. I'm older now so I should know. You never can look back. . But the scars of childhood memories. Dominate my head.
I am just an innocent Bastard. What can you expect from me?. My energy is empty -. My batteries run low. Life leads into a hopeless situation. Leaves me with a broken motivation.
(Hoglan). You tell me. What will become of us?. Are the lines so drawn and the stage so set. That as we age what remains is burdened sufferance?. My mortality looms, in its visage is doom.
Burn.... Never forget this moments in autumn. Memories which taught us to watch and to feel. As I am falling alone. In this age of emptiness. . I dreamed that ashes dried my mourning tears.
My imbalanced mind is unaccepted by society. My life is ruled by urges sickened impropriety. In this day and age, strangely enough, some factions remain blind.
All that bleeds has died. And for years the voices lied. At times that we have aimed. To be thankful and ashamed. . Face down. Before you stare at the sun.
Reality breaks into your mind. A flash of light cuts through the head. You search for clarity, cannot find. Your mind is dull, your eyes are blind. . Scream for help but no one hears.
The edge is loose, we are growing stronger. Step aside: watch the world is turning!. My eyes are hunting you every night.... Dominate you're reign, control your puppets.
Once, the tale of Sodom. Brought anguish to the eyes. Of all god-fearing people. With eternal afterlives. Sin and lust run rampant now. Perversion on the rise.
Cries echo in the halls of dread. Left in the shadows of loneliness. The cold walls of madness. Staring at you with eyes of retaliation. . Looking back, at memories forgotten.
Applause. This is a lifework at its end. My discouraged part of a suicidal trend. Loss increase. while deep inside I'm on my knees. The gun beside me whispering:.
A deep lake of bitter silence. Surrounding the darkest side of hell. Savoring, memories of blood. Emotions drowning in lust. . Expanding senses, constant pain.
Deary, dubious existence,. preposterous embodiment!. Still sullen are the lights of life.... Behold then my rancour, my tears. soaking your surface bloody earth!.
As in Homer's Iliad. causing Paris' spleen. The fall of mighty Troy. caused by ingenious scheme. Approaching people applying. a similar strategy. The notorious Trojan Horse.
Blood red skies like a messenger of doom. Skeletons on parade in villages on fire. Divine maidens suffering from the plague. Apocalypse my friend put these cities into dust.
Danse Danse Danse Macabre. Danse Danse Danse Macabre. Danse Danse Danse Macabre. Danse!. . Oh King, your power has come to an end. I wish to invite you for a dance.
We promised to make a difference,. you and I. Both still young, feeling smart. Now in the light of this shaded lamp. I can almost see your smile. . Dreamt of travelling land and sea.