The Darkness Inside

Life sometimes feels like a nightmare. When every step you take is a wrong one. With only binary choices there. Seeming fair?. . They say that time does slowly heal.

144,000 Gone

144,000. Gone with the opening, opening of the door. 144,000. Gone with the opening, opening of the door. 144,000. Gone with the opening, opening of the door.

Stingher / Alone

When dusk is the most solemn. When clouds do shine bright. Melancholic them I sight. And remain with a mournful eye. . Sadly staying, is it maybe. My verse that weeps so mild.

Stindardul Blasfemiei

Trei cruci de lemn, trei cruci enorme de lemn. Vopsite cu trei culori, pazesc pe marginea soselei. Fintina celor... crediciosi!. . Trei cruci pe marginea soselei cu gesturi largi de miini bolnave.

Solitude

One wish alone have I. In some calm land beside the sea to die. . Upon its strand. That I forever sleep. The forest near, a heaven near. Stretched over the peaceful deep.

Serpent's Embrace

She was the dawn of a new day. The crystal voice inside my head. And at times she showed me Eden. Untrodden paths, a sky that's bleeding. . Serpent's embrace.

Rebirth

I have seen how the same human souls. Wander through different bodies. Drifting through the centuries. When flesh decayed. . For ages drifting in the wind.

Putrid Cross Of Insignificance

Putrid cross of ignorance, loss of reverence, whip of innocence. Been listening to your mourning, watching you falling. Deeper, farer, until your calling.

Novus Ordo Seclorum

Putrid cross of ignorance, loss of reverence, whip of innocence. Been listening to your mourning, watching you falling. . Deeper, farer, until your calling.

Tomorrow Will Never Come

Ne Cheama Pamintul - Earth Summoning Us

to you I now descend, oh you, deluded souls.. and to purge your sorrow, you forlorn spirits,. the curse I shall invoke. the misanthropic curse, with its sordid, purple claws.

Ne Cheama Pamintul

[English translate: Earth Summoning Us]. . to you I now descend, oh you, deluded souls.. and to purge your sorrow, you forlorn spirits,. the curse I shall invoke.

Ne Cheama Pamã®ntul

La voi cobor acuma, voi suflete-amagite. Si ca sa va ard fierea, o, spirite-ametite. Blestemul l invoc. Blestemul mizantropic, cu vnata lui gheara. Ca sa va scriu pe frunte, vita ce se-nfiara.

This Old Cabin

...Blood on my hands.... . I walked in the shadows. 'neth an azure midnight sky. I walked in the shadows. to abscond a life not my own. I walked in the night.

Limbs Of A Stare

A garden of seeds lost, ashen spirits embrace me in pain. Like scars that shed the plague of flames, my thirst awakes. . Aceless to my feelings, inimicial to my pulse, like disease.

Light Reborn

In a thought I'd rest. Like a sign in a glorious gloom. I crawl under her skin. To divinely kiss her skin. . I just claim on my purity. In external community.

The Wilderness

It was when I realized. that life has no meaning. no purpose, no quarry. ...no answeres.... . And all the dreary night. that had befallen across. the land.

In Umbra Timpului

Deep into the darkness peering. Long I stood there fearing. Dreaming dreams no mortal ever dared to dream before.... But the silence was unbroken. And the stillness gave no token.

The Mishapen Steed

Ill Of Imaginary Guilt

I gave you light. I seared off the oceans. To show you my devotion. I've lived your fright. . I wanna be the infamy. I wanna wound your caprice. I need to try your malice.