Wandering restless through the hillside on a cold December day, my solitary journey guided only by the pilgrims high in the sky.. Fog invades the lands blocking the last rays of the dying sun and a veil of mist and serenity gracefully covers the night..
As the stars like ludicrous fauns,. Join the grim reapers dionystic glance. We step forward together with the pale withered spring. And join the pipings of their sombre dance.
Unveil yours eyes, see the special moon gone. Leaving not a single ray of joy to rest upon. Feast on those that crave thy kiss with a ghastly wail. Behold them cry as their faces innocence grows pale.
Many a weary night endured. Since the utter charm of joy has pured. My unquiet dreams, my misery. How sweat if I could share with thee. Unable to endure it's smile.
The Dawn arose, the slumbers shadows have passed. The autumnal grace which so kindly has cast. It's sombre yet gracious delight on my grief. Enshrouded and lulled by the winters far deeper relief.
The leafs and I entangled dance a harmonie. I dare not stain with vain delight. And thus embraced we roam the passing eve like a. pillgrim who craves a shelters guiding light.
Eil mein gramgebeugt Klagelied. Klim empor entiflieh der Brust die dich gebo ren.. Am Cage wohlverwahrt. Dem Craumer offenbart. Ward deinem Klang,. des Herzens Kenntis gtets verwehrt.
Sengi amoris. A mere passions fraud disgraced and to disgrace,. In pacis quentis,. With bewitched charm seduced my every days. . Begone my burdened past, wont's these treasured.
The feeble leafs decline,. Enshrined in downing deep. The mourn abandoned plains,. Laid down in sombre sleep. Misty shades engulf the sky. Like past, worn memories.
[Ikon the Hologram]. You get split in fucking half. The Ikon the Hologram wrath. But I am the center inside the placenta of math. You clash with cyanide gas and die fast.
[Virtuoso]. I'm omnipotent. You claim to win battles. So when the beat starts. I'll punch the tree bark. And pass the chainsaw to a ????? heart. Severing every animal.
I Ponder Eternity. Longing For The Keys Of Time. To Wrap Me In Their Infinite Knowledge. . The Incongruous Symphony Crashes Through The Waves. Of My Thoughts.
I cry and my eyes spill blood onto the floor.. Acheron flows in silence,. And the noise intensifies my pain.. No will to speak.. Not even enough hope left to weep. Anymore:.
They look through their rose-coloured glasses,. At the beauty of the world.. They're so blind and fucking ignorant,. That love's all they see.. Any sorrow they come across never cuts deep,.
I have not seen myself for ages.. This empty shell cares no longer for life.. Slowly replacing the flesh with steel,. So that I may carry on.... Unfettered by this mortality..
Whispers of insanity bombard my rationale.. Aeons passed since I last did feel,. The joy of my tears,. Streaming,in dissipation of sorrow.. . The insidious beauty,so quiescent..