She has the beauty of unraped statues.
Her body is frail but her presence is queen.
I had so invocated her that letters of her name become for me divinities to worship.

Black will be the color of our eternal engagement.
The fascinating instart of of her state without glimmer po

I'm crying far away.
Tears are rolling along my corpse.
Obscurity is Chanting.
Voices are crying.

Around the temple of my thoughts.
I can hear them...
I can hear the voices of the Dead.

I'm afraid that my own self-judgement failed.
I've faced a fake court of illusive queens of lies.
Not able to understand what was hidden behind me.
Not able to express what was inside me.

I remembered these tears.
Permanent Acid Pain.
Broken pieces of glass dormant in m

In a silent night, Dark possessed me.
Unmirrored Dead Countess haunted the bewitching forest.
Heavens thrilled when she went towards the gothic castle.

A frightening moon painted of livid glimmers the walls of the silent castle.
And enlarged the shadow of the most fascinating g

Return to the genesis of the Abstinence process.
Chanting the words to evoke the purity's splendour.
Shaking facing portraits of holy divinities.

I wish to destroy...

I wish to kill this infectious part of flesh...

Trapped inside the glass of ice,
Insecta was not able to move,
I thought she was dancing because of my presence.
A dance of fear, a desperate way to implore my feelings to let Insecta get out Her prison.

This idea of freedom was like a spear piercing my old man hand.
I noti

The head is a head of a serpent
From its nostrils mucus trickles...
The ears are those of a basilisk
His horns are twisted into three curls
The body is a sun fish, full of stars
The base of his feet are claws
His name is sassu wunnu
A sea monster. a form of ea

The Crystal doll fainting fit on the infinity of thoughts.
She final reach to the temple of Eros damnation.
The explosion left thousand pieces of tears on the ground.

A non emotional taste of steel.
Silence before and after the Rape.
Slow flesh penetration.
Apotheosia r

I open churchyard's old portrait.
A long strident howl tears the Night...

I follow the dancing white Spectral lights.
Suddenly, I start to feel... A terrible Nocturnal presence.

Hidden behind the decomposed door...
Some black candles are burning inside the edifice...

Illie erat nox omnibus noetibus nigrior densiorque.
Duo mali dei noctu ad praedam pugnabant.
"Vitii dominus ferfidissimusque sum.
Exitium ludus quem do cum saeuitia est.
Impulsus incensusque via, to delebo!
Occidam abducan corpus eidus plenae religionis sacrae puellae.
Si

Despair is floating all around me.
Visions of a haunted nightmare.
These nights are filled with pain.
Taste of regret.
A cold feeling penetrates in me.
I remember her inocent face.
I remember her bewitching aura.
Her presence still perfumes my nights.
With irritat

Remains...
Dried Petals,
Floating,
Dancing,
Collapsing...

"Pleure le marbre que l'on éventre."

The last traces of Her Macabre scent.

Sleeping on my Coffin of Tears.
Candles light Her skinny corpse.

Closer, closer...

Death takes me.

She has finally come back from her long sleep
Now i can admire again. the unmirrored eyes of the frigid lady
The unanimated body

She stands up just behind me
Without any words
She looks at me
She doesn't remember who i was
Magnificence of our bloody past

Remai

The Dark forest entices my soul toward the wildest crimes.
Under the worshiped archways of secret trees.
Feeling the blade of my sickly penetrate into a sleeping girl's body.

Making go out her skinking of innocence entrails.
And making them devoured by the black wolves of the n

A part of her life has now faded.
Slowly her eyes have been closed.
This sweet poison has flowed in her veins.
She still has this silver chalice in her hands.
A picture of a Romantic Beauty stands on the wall.
A Breath of Death and Cold Darkness invades this crypt.
This s

First, it appeared like an averse of tears, a non important detail, like a spring wing breath, that wind who do not hurt but on contrary let that feeling of freedom slowly, caress your face. That sweet wind left a seed in his hand, that seed was softly swallowed and it taste started to develop i