I wished Your heart was grown. to shoot an arrow to me down. You made waste of all I have. The worst everfall I serve. . I only think that You forgot me.
There was (an) ancient age, of the warrior, of the sage. In a remote time, when bards sang their epic rhymes. There is a gloomy land, where no lord or king stands.
The moment came now. His brother died. And he became his people's guide. Though was suspicions. Of fratricide. Behind him they ride. . They all know the legend.
i'm looking now where i have been. i try to see where i will go. this are two ways shrouded in fog. what is my existence's sense?. every day i'm wondering, will there be a change?.
a hell of self caused pain. lewd paints harass me. no heart was ever caught and cursed. in such venial lust. . decay of dreammade fear. overflows my tired heart.
Living a life without light. I found my endless night. . Evil, when will you lose your wings?. I bathe in glowing coals. I live my saddest hour. Hiding my joy, no escape, iron cages.
Young Kingdoms, Yougn Kingdoms. Prepare the crimson war. Young Kingdoms, Young Kingdoms. Command the righteous law. . The fall of melnibone. Imrryr towest in the quiet night sleep.
[Words: W. Sssenbeck / Music: Bhm, Pichlbauer, Koritar]. . UNDER DARK RUINS OF GRIEF. SHADOWS OF DEADANGELS PLAY. AND MY SILENCE IS A BLACK SKY. FACES OF DEATH BENEATH.
Never did I feel a truer grief. Full of regret an failing. . I hear. Echoes of tomorrow. My heart to borrow. I wish to lose. My past. . I won't live and.
Tells the legend, there's a magic place. That could nobody find its trace. Land of darkness, land of forlorn songs. Where all is mystic all along. . (The Traveller).
And now I have the cats so much.and touch.what I am. that chose to sacrifice something else and I.. . I know the trouble days I'm ashamed I've known. next who are you?.
the last bird from a scattered flock. seeks shelter in a tree. alone amongst the lonely woods. he will cry when noone hears. he will fall when noone cares.
...and after a many summer dies the swan. It withers slowly in thine arms. All night long amorous anthems sung. It's tears on your cheek, history of the fan.
I'm walking down this way. without an aim, without a course. I sometimes find an open door. to rooms that show me trivial thoughts. I see wastelands in Your heads.
[Words: W. Sssenbeck / Music: Bhm, Pichlbauer, Koritar]. . I WAS TRUSTING YOUR LIES. BEFORE HE SPOKE TO ME. RAGE TESTIFIED. AND CAST SPELLS ON ME. . SUFFER THOSE.
We are living in an unrefined world. Where wonders fall as soon as they rise. The shadows haunt the deaf and blind. You are one of them,. 'Cause you are a disbeliever.