A spark of light in a strange. Shape like the waves that surround the sight range. A wounded collected echoes. Among the Sharp mountains. The wild star is the face.
(lyrics in commas are taken by Mozart's Requiem). . Iron horses burn the land. Iron eagles sky attack. The dogs of war, now are loose. To devour through their pass.
I'm the cries. The cries of all the weak. I'm the lies. The lies that feed you (for) years. I'm the dreams. The dreams that fade as time pass. . I'm the drug.
A city without a country. Traveling at the cold ocean. Carrying the spiritless. Creatures of its era. . Expectations and hopes. Sheltered in a few bodies.
Traces of the past. The memories which make. The whirlwind of illusions. To destroy the castle of sanity. . Just yesterday I was diving. In the stormy sea.
His disease. The eternal prejudice. Towards the unknown. Changed his life. Into a nightmare. . So capable of drinking. The wine of monotony. And demanding an.
The sun turned black through the shades of gray. I see your face, smile above my grave. Like jackals howling to the moon. Deliverance the doom of thee.
A prayer above. The seraph's mourn. His fate was known. So long ago. . His host awaits. Caress his face. A silent scene. The end begins. . The time for him so quickly passes by.
Tears of you in my hands diamonds on fire. I feel your pain in my ignorance of love. Time passes by as this night emptiness I feel. I know, oh I know, I forget you..
Winds, blow away the memories. Waves, drown the sadness. Night, hide your precious secrets well. . Enter the garden of temptation. Try to provoke your fate.
I hurried up I didnt wait, I pushed and poked at my own fate, the way things were going I thought it would be alright. But life, you see is different through the eyes of those who dont believe, in the right to be anything that you conceive..
Taste, Taste my bitter dreams,. The emotions which spring from. A dark sea full of sins. And cold thoughts. . Feel, Feel my aura now. Embracing your purity.
Forgotten notes. Of a deceitful melody. Released in the wind. By an old quivering voice. . Swinging in space. And taking the shape. Of a colourful symphony.
Can't wake from this dream, bitter uncertainty.. Begin to shake and lose control, into my own reality.. Life has begun to take its toll, regain sanity..
[by Edgar Allen Poe]. . Lo! 'tis agala night. Within the lonesome latter years!. An angel throng, bewinged, bedight. In veils, and drowned in tears,. Sit in a theatre, to see.
Oh i swear i'd sleep forever if you never left my dreams,. so while the world passes by, i'll live in the frames,. in the picture stills of her memories..
I've taken all the notes you gave me. and built a paper plane to carry this broken heart and sleeping pills.... The next morning i'll be gone. as autumn sends its best wishes the search is over and im still missing..
Painting windows with crimson memories.. This room won't see the light of day.. It's been too long since things have gone wrong.. Does the machine malfunction if the robots sleep?.