Uncontrolled spaces. Lifeless til provoked. Deep uncharted oceans. Nonexistent til claimed. Great raging fires. Silent. . When there is no one. When no one is mine.
[lyrics: Sundin]. . A shimmertrace of divinity lost. in the beckoning midnight vault. (We are) lulled within the wake. of a cold November's nightfall.
what late forgotten nights to emptiness has given. and now november morning will be taken asunder. the shovel stained with dirt in the hours of belonging.
It's all this reeking ego craves. The sun to never set. Why do threads of anger never linger?. Why does the ember turn to stone?. To where the longing goes.
Lyrics: Sundin. Labyrinth of time.... Mine alone for now and ever more. (I'm all alone...). ..and I flew. above sepulchral monoliths,. nebulously dancing beneath the dew.
There is this face in the still water. I can't remember ever wearing. Like fingerprints on your heart. Reading out the last lines of code. To the untrained eye a secret.
Act I: The Death of Balder. . Autumn came to an end. And the first snow began to fall. Balder's face was clouded. The dreams of warning had called. His mother sought oaths.
All that's now been broken. On streets I dare not walk. Freedom is an illusion. I build my fences high. If there was something out there. I have learned not to expect.
Summer 1657. A tailor's daughter in pain - bewitched. A healer had told that the witch will be revealed. Before sundown a woman known as evil appeard.
We no longer support ourselves. We live through each others tears. We no longer caress, no longer take hold. 'Til this will be over again. . The dream is over when all this begins.
I seek for You, take my leave, so fare You well. I lost all hopes, truth may come to light and die. And for my love I pray You, wrong me not. Let us all ring fancy's bell, ding, dong, bell!.
Twenty years had passed, happiness fad come back. Only the painful memories were acting as reminders. There was a new phenomenon that made rumours spread.
lead me through the night. blackness... the void covers me. a dream of fullmoon... the light. up through the sky I fly. where are you now?. the beauty of darkness.
I gave her eyes my own to take. and round she turned my sake. My hands in need. and gave herself indeed. . I met a girl down in the meads. A fading rose was on her cheeks.
The battle of the giants was raging. The Earth tried to free from the Ice. Who had taken her to his deadly embrace. And shunned her from all light. The Sun rose and set a million times.
You are all that matters. In my private demonology. Those who fear us now. The sons of wishes. The bastard child of dream. Enemies of hope. Let it be gone.
Music: Decker/Hertrich. Lyrics: Hertrich. Well, my king, in silence sad. trip we after what we read. We the globe can compass soon. swifter than the wandering moon.
Amongst the cold. Northern mountains. He travells.... Wrapped in furs. And armed with a bow. He is the god of winter. . Hear me Uller!. Ride by me. In the battles... and cover me.
so many questions. but no answers about me. where is my home. in my head it drones. . where will I go. senseless wandering. no open door. nowhere to return.