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Suspiria
Take them o'death
And bear away
Whatever thou canst
Call thine own
Thine imagine stamped
Upon this clay
Doth give thee that
But that alone
Take tem o'great eternity
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the brenches of thy tree
And trails it's blossoms in the dust
Take them o'grave and let them lie
Folden upon thy narrow shelves
As garments by the soul laid by
And precious only to ourselves |
Realm Of Darkness
In this world full of winded corridors
cities like maces, towers like thorns
I'm not my master, not at all
cursed thoughts lead me to my fall
Broken thoughts
broken dreams
broken hearts
this realm of darkness,
is this my reward?
Darkness is falling, over my mind
my burning eyes are, deadly blind
now there's nothing like it seem
all illusions, only dreams |
Armageddon
Lines of time, drawn to an end
constants of fate, never thought to be bent
the fields of destiny already are prepared
failure and glory are not to be shared
The human's spirit is now free
forever gone all agony
all rules are crumbling to dust
absurd beliefs gone in a gust
In the eyes of an angel a heavenly glare
on the other side a demonic stare
the wings of light face the winds of time
the wings of darkness in a blistering line
The armies clashing at each other on the plains
twisted features frozen on an angel's face
demon's corpse dissolves in a blaze of flames
good and evil disappear in a void |