Summer 1657. A tailor's daughter in pain - bewitched. A healer had told that the witch will be revealed. Before sundown a woman known as evil appeard.
Twenty years had passed, happiness fad come back. Only the painful memories were acting as reminders. There was a new phenomenon that made rumours spread.
lead me through the night. blackness... the void covers me. a dream of fullmoon... the light. up through the sky I fly. where are you now?. the beauty of darkness.
I gave her eyes my own to take. and round she turned my sake. My hands in need. and gave herself indeed. . I met a girl down in the meads. A fading rose was on her cheeks.
The battle of the giants was raging. The Earth tried to free from the Ice. Who had taken her to his deadly embrace. And shunned her from all light. The Sun rose and set a million times.
Music: Decker/Hertrich. Lyrics: Hertrich. Well, my king, in silence sad. trip we after what we read. We the globe can compass soon. swifter than the wandering moon.
so many questions. but no answers about me. where is my home. in my head it drones. . where will I go. senseless wandering. no open door. nowhere to return.
Music: Hertrich/Darkseed. Lyrics: Hertrich. I gave her eyes my own to take. and round she turned my sake. My hands in need,. and gave herself indeed. I met a girl down in the meads.
My loveless eyes, they look on You. They break the crystal seas so blue. A smile for which my feelings sigh. This pain could teach me how to cry. . Your heart once passed so desolate.
the frost invades. the day's growing dark. lock your doors. misery arrives. black, silent smiles. passion is chained. hatred is born. love forlorn. . waiting for the time.
Don't you dare care about this fools. Feel only few, just let them die. For pity is the vice of kings. I want a cruel, dominating youth. DEUS EST HOMO.
In the olden wood. when the sun bright the dawn. I am feeling alone. lost into the infinitude. . Light and darkness in my mind. Liquid shadows cross the place.
Fort terrois imparata. Terra mortes est sembrata. Demonorum generatjo. Romanorum contestatio. . From east came storms leading fire and iron. By grim demons gathered all as worms.
Nobody can be back. From that forgotten land. The furthest one, the blac. Lonely and gloomy sand. . The bridge's narrow and thin. The sentry waits patiently.
Now I've looked into the abyss. Been drawn down. Separated from my wings. And you're wrecked. Stranded in a lavastorm. And your sails are burning down.
This is no god, this is but me a shivering spine with eyes that see. behind that faces souls whose dimensions. controlled by fear, and no comprehension.
LOTUS!. . [Violent j]. Like a fuckin fantastic solar eclipse or comets passing. The lotus is in bloom stopping time never ever lasting. Like a velvet red sunset a cloud formation it takes away your breath.
With the Lotus. You can see anybody in my mothafuckin' Juggalo family. Yeah!. So try bringing that shit on mothafucker. That's right. These six petals will unfold the Black Rain on that ass.
[Chorus:]. There's a witch trapped in this song. There's a witch trapped in this song. She'll hurt you. She'll haunt you. She'll curse you if she want to.
[Violent J:]. It was a dark and stormy night,. when five children of the Lotus crept into a local cemetery,. their intentions were nothing more than to smoke marijoowana leafs.