I see blood flowing like an endless river. Red is my blood, pale becomes my skin. I creep like a snake so as to reach my last bottle. Like a painter with is picture, I spread my own blood on the floor.
Every day this nausea of life is growing. Deep inside my sickening mind. Like a cancer these torments weaken me. And will undeniably endanger my life someday.
These endless sufferings will never stop. Your departure's brought emptiness in my mind. I hear the angels singing your funeral hymn. Memories of you remind me of your wasted life.
My wounds are widely opened now. Time has come to plunge into despair. Darkness is the only wish of this world of sorrow. . There is no place for joy in my bleeding heart.
I bring you life, I bring you death.. Moments of happiness, years of awful tortures.. You are a devote slave, chained.. Pain is a true feeling, it is the answer of mistakes you made..
The church is a whore of revelation. Gins and vices rule in it. Church don't spring from Jesus but from malefactors. The pope is the leader of all malevolence..
The world flows around me. I'm not swimming in its currents. As a rock in this muddy river. Alone I stand in its floods. . I'm hiding behind a mask. Doom rules my world.
O painful life when will you decide to leave this weakened body to let my soul rest in peace. O grieving heart when will you finally cease to beat and stop the stream that is flowing through my veins.
Helpless she flies through the darkness over the abyss of her lost. thoughts.. In her mind, like the eternal fight between black water masses and. unholy.
So many tears have been flowering in my grave. So many flowers have been withering on it. Alone in this jail, I hear the wind caressing my gravestone.
What do you feel in the blackness of night.. The coat of darkness covers your damned soul.. Fire - ready to fight.. Burning fields - moonlight.. Torchures - sparkling swords..
Do you hear the cries those tear the silence of night. Cries of forgotten souls, signed by a painful life.. In search for the real truth, the ancient spirits show the way.
Cries in the night, apparations in your mind.. Flight through your dreams full of hate and fear.. Victim in an endless war.. On the escape from the real truth..
Unter dem Schein des Mondes. auf dem von Fackeln erleuchteten Pfad.. Blutige Finger, gespaltener Geist. ngstliche Blicke.
High mighty mountains, deep extensive valleys.. Covered by snow, icy winds.. Lifeless, eternal.. You drift on the black waves of damnation,. look forward to the end..
The land is torn apart by discord. Wars and epidemics demand their. victims. A. smell of decay covers the world, the rising veil of death is everywhere..
These are the ancient woods. Those cover the secrets. The little spirits, invisible. The dance starts at midnight.. Burning clouds of thunder. His call sounds over the mountains.
The daylight is drying up in the dusky mysterious veils. Eternal night,. overhelming darkness, the sky is lighted up by flashes. Bleeding clouds,. torn.
Watch the walls go round and round. See the northern lights on your roof. For a moment the notes stop to flow. . Let the invader dance one more time. Make the notes run through your veins.