: Black theatre of love Violet dancers cast their blood The moon gave me flowers For funerals to come 12 shapes bow before her I am still one of
: Human birds watch the sky Where dark formations sail Infecting the area of God Jhva elohim meth I am God creator of life I am God enchanter of death
Black theatre of love Violet dancers cast their blood The moon gave me flowers For funerals to come 12 shapes bow before her I am still one of them
Through the bleak window of my soul In marble halls of falling snow Winter touch the earth undone Embittered we embrace for funerals to come...
God - burn me for I am a sinner I have sold my fortune to the beast Murders scream for my empty soul Forever hiding in the life beneath I lie underneath
Four numbers staring back at me Displaying the mediocrity of my presence I'm wasting my day watching them change The sun with it's blue sky outside Shining
As through your shattered eyes It all came together And your heart cries Weeping through the weather Another way to change your mind I'm weaker than
Captured within a shroud of autumn All is silent as I depart the earth Only the sound of a storm so far Drawing nearer to catch my soul My life is ended
I know I said I would be there But your wish was something else And many times we said forever Death believes we are untrue
Ten strings of darkness on a violin sad I watch the mountains where the frost begins The northern storm is guiding me To the forest Silently the nightbirds
Human birds watch the sky Where dark formations sail Infecting the area of God Jhva elohim meth I am God creator of life I am God enchanter of death
I stand as I cry Mourning in the silent rain Death will light my burden Endless is my sorrow Gateways so dark All these years of dying Gone are dreams
Falled idol Hanged man Great winds rides the mill Further into the vast Limits do not exist Five day pain Closer now than ever Birds escape Mute flock
We saw it all pass by And you went by And I can't control anything When you said that life can't be what you want And I really want everything When
Open life beneath Her glory stains the hearse Procession watch the rain Mourns the opposite birth For the wind hopes to die Far away from home Same
Dancing through the silent waves The shimmering moonlight Over lost angels remains Whispering through gloomy halls Beneath the gentle soft caress Of
Atmosphere decays in me I fail to convict my useless days The lack of substance Circle of downfall Exit less ways Into pale wake Tired attempts to crush
All my presence died today I breathe to memories Guess I'm closing down Torn and tired of my heart's sound What's worth to me When life's not around