Fragment Troisime. . La mort s'estompe-t-elle?. Tout a une fin m'a-t-on dit. Mais qu'en est-il de l'ombre qui svit. Telle une treinte irrelle. Peut-on comparer le dcs d'un tre.
Fragment Sixime. . Lorsque sous ce tumulte silencieux. Tombent les milles aveux. Et se dchanent lentement les souvenirs amers. Derniers vestiges des illusions premires.
Fragment Septime. . Les dchus s'en retournrent. Vers les dsertes clairires. Ds lors que furent souffles. Les dernires cendres des cadavres calcins. De leur regard embras ils dfiaient.
Fragment Second. . L'acadmie de la mort en pleine action. Sme sous ses pas abandon et confusion. Car il n'y a point d'idal pour un monde de chair. S'enlisant dans l'immondice de ses fantasmes pervers.
Fragment Quatrime. . Simplifier, dconstruire. Rejeter, assainir. Douter.... . Quand mon ombre pourrait tre celle d'un autre. Et s'lever vers les cieux.
Fragment Premier. . Deux yeux figs par l'effroi fixent. Au fond d'une profonde gorge excrable. La noirceur des eaux du Styx. Et leurs lents mouvements insaisissables.
Fragment Huitime. . Se pourrait-il que la remise en question du temps. Rencontre dans les fragments prcdents. Agisse encore sur le moment prsent. Et rende aberrante l'attente du sang.
Fragment Cinquime. . Jet dans ce rien qui constitue le tout. Cet homme qui se croyait si sain. Ralise tout coup. Qu'il ne peut plus voir ses mains. . Mais quelles mains.
Following The Black Star Of Thoughts. . Two silhouettes wandering within a maze of dead trees. Scrawny guards of time. . Courageously we walk hand in hand.
A Prelude To Love And Death. . First signs of a new dawn claimed beyond the sight of the far mountains. A black sun rising, casting a red shadow under my lonely body.
It was last night on the midnight train back home. I ran into this one yet unfamiliar tone I know I should have known. It was last night. I knew I should have known.
A toast for our sins. Our instincts drags us deeper. Throwing us to the wolves. The nameless were all buried long ago. . We are not anonymous. The faceless burials are over.
No longer on your side. No longer within your prison. No longer here to speak. With a positive spin on society. . So sick of your politics. So sick of your fading religions.
Take my hand and come with me. Take a plate full of everything here. That's more than what you need. All my life, I've given back. . Build an army to set us back on track.
We`ve bid our time. All patience claimed. Content with nothing. Our lives lived not in vain. . Not in vain. It`s calling - It`s calling. I fear the hold as met is end.
Be afraid of infection. Be scared of evil ways. Be scared for your protection. Best watch your every step. . Instinctual appeal to fear. Collapse and paralyze.
Zircon's blaze might be a lure for the fad crown. In the pale interior of this empty Ark. Since the Orcoid orb's fast wounded me. Wuth the greatest passage of a flamming spark.
Forever trapped, Who will be the mold ?. A new rule, a new age, for this Land of cold. . Sorrow and pain, give me the rage. Sorrow and pain, to break out of my cage.
It's true there were better ones. That led their people. It's true there were better ones. To lead their country. . It's true there were better ones. Who cared for this world.
Broken, the seams burst in a rush. A cataclysmic horror story 'pens its lust. Collision makes a call to change a certain path. Full disbelief takes its hold, delay the wrath, delay wrath.