extend morbid dreams The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration He is the child of the dark I don't want to shelter Him The night is a symbol, senses
He could do nothing, was so defenceless, Grief only and teardrops on face remained In a cold cell black angel rests - the mother Does not cry, cold as
I fly over the Earth very high The sky vanishes, like mist, melts away The colours change the the universe's image I love this state, this hue of life
Passion that I bestow on you is like narcotic ravishment You're smouldering body and inner flame Craving chains me and I can't leave burned with your
Today I've understood what feels a man torn from hope It is like taking the Earth all her flowers away Today I uncovered loneliness for myself It is
and extend morbid dreams The night is a symbol, senses' inspiration He is the child of the dark I don't want to shelter Him The night is a symbol, senses
Along the way marked with furrows, I go Like convicts who went this way before Sometimes I see... Along the way marked with furrows, I go Like convicts
They watch you dying, they are helpless You close your eyes and see some body Float over it, it's your body!!! You are departing although you want to
You see buildings full of emptiness, darkness, and cold Yet he restored vision of the blind, hearing of the deaf, life to the dead Now in the corners
In the gloom there's whisper of water Flowing among the stones. The river is black. When you bend your head In a glimpse you can see a sad face It's
