Blank face in the windowpane. Made clear in seconds of light. Disappears and returns again. Counting hours, searching the night. . Might be waiting for someone.
Found you there in the blink of an eye. I miss you. Turned away into a thousand dreams. Found out what they mean. . Lost you there in a moment of truth.
Red sun rising somewhere through the dense fog. The portrait of the jaded dawn who had seen it all before. This day wept on my shoulders. Still the same as yesterday.
Found you there in the blink of an eye. I miss you. Turned away into a thousand dreams. Found out what they mean. . Lost you there in a moment of truth.
The mist is sleeping on the water. And winter is hiding in my heart. Thorns in my eyes are slowing me down. I can't pass through to the other side. She knows I'm the one who sought her.
There's nobody here, there's nobody near. I try not to care, dead eyes always stare. Let these matters be, don't trust what you see. Take hold of your time, step into the line.
Once again I've cried. Unto the moon. That burning flame. That has guided me. Through all these years. . The lake from which you flow. . With eyes of fire.
I am awaiting the sunrise. Gazing modestly through the coldest morning. Once it came, you lied. Embracing us over autumn's proud treetops. . I stand motionless.
There's nobody here, there's nobody near. I try not to care, dead eyes always stare. Let these matters be, don't trust what you see. Take hold of your time, step into the line.
The throat of Winter is upon us. And the cold will linger in me. . A shield on the eternal river again. . Our fevered bodies will return. To the bowels of the vast descrepit earth.
Unto you I whisper. The wildest dreams. . In the coldness of night. . Shrouded in crystals. Through a frosty dusk. Souls of the full moon awaits. Their shadows ablaze.
And so you left us. Jaded and gaunt, some September. Wilted with the seasons. But hidden inside the delusion. I saw you eyes, somewhere. . Devoid of death.
Majesty. Faithful me. Pour yourself. Into me. . Wield your power. Martyr's price. Stare me down. To the ground. . Slake my thirst. Eternal wealth. Heathen key.
We are dying in the wake of gods and decrees remain arcane. And everything around us is a consequence of pain. . The writings on the wall depict a truth that no one reads.
Please remedy my confusion. And thrust me back to the day. The silence of your seclusion. Brings night into all you say. . Pull me down again. And guide me into pain.
I hear the baying of the hounds. In the distance, I hear them devouring. Pest ridden jackals of the earth. Diabolical beasts and roaming the forests. In wait and constant protectors.
This is obsidian. The grip of winter unkind. Devil will follow. Be cast out and sworn to the dark. Take the road where devil's speak. God is dead, God is dead.
In solitude I wander.... Through the vast enchanted forest. . The surrounding skies are one. Torn apart by the phenomenon of lightning. Rain is pouring down my (now) shivering shoulders.
In solitude I wander. Through the vast enchanted forest. . The surrounding skies are one. Torn apart by the phenomenon of lightning. Rain is pouring down my (now) shivering shoulders.
White summer.. So far I have gone to see you again.. Hiding your face in the palm of your hands.. Finding solace in the words I do despise.. You snatch at every sound..