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

ladies’_choice


conflict_of_interest

the creation of thoughts
a process which never ends
our life guided by an idea
a construction of a plan
in the end just a goal soon
clearance reaches my mind


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

two_souls_creature_ _the_salvation

Now the road is paved enough blood is spilled
the path is gone...my fate fulfilled
the gate in front of my eyes
where sweet salvation lies
I always had to play along

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 hum

blackheart

All my desire are the flames of the eternal fire
Strange winds of time killed the flames
Blew out all the was mine
My heart was
My soul was
Neverending source


twist_in_my_sobriety

All God's children need travelling shoes
Drive your problems from here
All good people read good books
Now your conscience is clear
I hear you talk girl
Now your con

two_souls_creature_ _the_beginning

My mind between day and night
good and evil like two sides
of a coin made of madness
sometimes dark sometimes bright
Innocence and guilt only shapes
of a game I can

crucible

Mankind's nature isn't free
decisions for a greater will
guidelines for hypocrisy
fate just another mighty thrill

In this core of our mind
our highest aim i

thy_curse

in the beauty of your eyes
unblanked your deceit lurks
the point were my mercy dies
I'm sure my spell it works

curse, curse, cursed you are
if it's jealousy,

two_souls_creature_ _the_rejuvenation

"You're welcome my children of the Night
to my world of chaos...
sanity is just a weird form of madness...
open your pity souls
and taste the power of my dark spirit..."<

elisabetha

"Elisabetha.... Elisabetha....
This is the tale of
The Blood Countess of Transylvania
15 years old she realized her true ambitions, inflicting pain
soon carnal desires ca

pictures_of_strive

The road behind is crumbling
Time is paved by agony
So many signs before me
The way ahead I cannot see
So many things that I long for
The way ahead it ceased to be