Из альбома: Possessed 13
As cold as ice
The satanist heart
No vain strife
To reach the goal
The fullmoon shines within
The temple of the mind
As the way unfolds
By its own
…Glistening… — …Immalucate…
All that is gold does not glitter
Not all those who wander are lost
The old that is strong does not wither
Deep roots are not reached by the frost
From the ashes a flame shall be woken
From the shadows a new light shall spring
Renewed is the hope that was broken
As the crownless again shall be king
Harmony and blasphemy
As one with the light and the void
Beyond sun and stars
Luscious — Gorgeous by pound
Through honey crush produced
Flood eternity and its whispered moan
I dream a thousand diamonds
Delirous mind
Leave the symphony behind
…Stillness Summer’s sad blood
Rain put through void…
The church strikes midnight
For your rotten soul
Pay for your sins
We hit your lies
Mad as drunk forests
Scream like life under light
As your soul’s being dragged through 365 chambers of pain
…Forever!
Run with heave — Over you are
Why soar time
Delicate moments of hazy tripping
Above and about
When after swimmed away
As some melting wax
And their ugly frantic worship Is easy gone
As rust rose
Next shadow nears
Raw and repulsive
Our lives ache
As the sweet days recall
Love always drives your head
Show my one true road
When all is one — Are you morbid?
On the other side — Are you morbid?
When all is one — Are you morbid?
Are you morbid?
When all is gone…