our souls Carve my stone, carve my name To the hires of flesh Among the thorns I lay ...and I listen the war symphony My last ode of ecstasy The orchestra
I'm the cries The cries of all the weak I'm the lies The lies that feed you (for) years I'm the dreams The dreams that fade as time pass I'm the drug
Forgotten notes Of a deceitful melody Released in the wind By an old quivering voice Swinging in space And taking the shape Of a colourful symphony
Tears of you in my hands diamonds on fire I feel your pain in my ignorance of love Time passes by as this night emptiness I feel I know, oh I know, I
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A prayer above The seraph's mourn His fate was known So long ago His host awaits Caress his face A silent scene The end begins The time for him so quickly
[by Edgar Allen Poe] Lo! 'tis agala night Within the lonesome latter years! An angel throng, bewinged, bedight In veils, and drowned in tears, Sit in
His disease The eternal prejudice Towards the unknown Changed his life Into a nightmare So capable of drinking The wine of monotony And demanding an
Traces of the past The memories which make The whirlwind of illusions To destroy the castle of sanity Just yesterday I was diving In the stormy sea Just
A city without a country Traveling at the cold ocean Carrying the spiritless Creatures of its era Expectations and hopes Sheltered in a few bodies What
The sun turned black through the shades of gray I see your face, smile above my grave Like jackals howling to the moon Deliverance the doom of thee Save
Taste, Taste my bitter dreams, The emotions which spring from A dark sea full of sins And cold thoughts Feel, Feel my aura now Embracing your purity
Winds, blow away the memories Waves, drown the sadness Night, hide your precious secrets well Enter the garden of temptation Try to provoke your fate
The sun turned black Through the shades of gray I see your face, smile above my grave Liike jackals howling to the moon Deliverance the doom of thee...
