Welcome - I invite you to a journey of your life;. Snowstorm - On the frontier of dishearten mind.. Walk with me into these woods at this winter night;.
Years have passed before me.. Changing my view of reality.. In my days I always knew,. My weak belief I have for you.... . I lived for hate so many years..
Years have passed before me. Changing my view to things I see. See my inner world on collide. With another that I left outside. I lived for hate so many years.
Candle casts a growing shadow. on the carved wooden wall. I look the dark behind the window. and write the vision that I saw. . In my eyes the revelation.
As a stranger I wandered to this place. I was self-confident but afraid. Crimes shadowed my way. . I flee from long arm of law. I used to run but now I crawl.
...Out from the darkened night,. Into the burning hot cleansing steam.... . My weak endeavour to stay clean;. From all the filth that I've gladly taken in..
I watch the snow flowing down gently from the open sky;. It makes me feel more alive.. I've been lying here alone, isolated from the crowd;. After my suicide...
As I walk through the masses of snow at this frostbitten winter night.. Sighing forest at the moon flow sends me a taste of natures might.. Ahead mourns the eye of the snowstorm..
All for the love... . I walk into moments darker than night;. Through the walls of apathy.. And all decay from which even the sun withdraws... . Oh - Light may fade, but the fire;.
I dream...I'm in the forest at winter night .... I see...in the ground a lonely grave.... Deceased...body lying in the dark.... It's me.... . I wake up at the night in freezing cold..
I Invite you for a ride... journey into my mind.... The realm that you shall find...winter cold hatred inside.... . Welcome to My Realm of Hatred.. . Like icy bone fingers clawing my mind..
I lean my head against the glass of the chilled, cold window.. Feel of cold pulls me back to memories of the past;. I fell down on the ground, colored stones with my blood....
I'm painting my sorrow with these dark colors. I immortalize my painful ife into this work of art. . Night after night. At the attic in dim candlelight.
Eve of the cold I take a walk outside;. To escape the inner fight... Wind blows the snow over my troubled soul;. Pain that won't leave me alone... . Under the burden that makes me insane;.
afraid to open my eyes.. Horror of facing the day.. . Mist of the morning is fading,. while cancer burn in my bones.. Horror of facing the pain.. . Years ago I had plans,.
"Another lonely afternoon.. I just wait for tomorrow;. With longing and sorrow..". . I still see your eyes before mine;. Thou our time's far behind.. In you; No more life...
As I walk this sidewalk all alone, wet from rain and so cold. I press my head down and try to hide from their looks. . Deep inside I cry in pain, so intense it drives insane.
I open my eyes just to close 'em again. From the horrors that I see before me. On the edge of depth I stand and stare down below. At something never ment for a man to behold.