3 acessos
Heavens are crying with blood
Tears of night, falling down
Behold the dark forest below
Rimming away, trying to catch the last breath
Demons of night, creatures from beyond
Are getting closer with each second
They followed the scent of terror and fear
When coldness and emptiness reach it's limits,
And satan's hands touch the soul,
And feast upon the absolut!
You awake, and for a moment there
You can see a god in a mirror
Self mutilated image of creator and opressor.
All mixed into one. climax point accour
You realise that combining the opposites has already begun
Wounds were made by the same hands
That wanted the pain
To run away.
Self injected paranoja
Consumes sick mind and dying soul.
Is this you? or is it - a anightmare
Growing inside you head
Demons of mind know the answer
But consciousness is already dead!
Nothingness, arise without your notice,
And dark forests are now closing
The schackles of mind once again
Tearing apart the last hope of sanity
You have touched
The black spell of stars
Emanation of burning madness
The broken mirror of your world
Endless nightmare from beyond of mind