...They met on the captain's dining platform.
Seven pilgrims with different stories,
But neverless with equal main factor
- the mystery of the Chrome bladed creature
... the Beast

Each one carrying the hope of being the chosen one,
To have his wish fulfilled,
Knowin

A murder without death, just one minute of complete disconnection
Loss of aeons of time, loss of mass amount of information
Left outside the web, with 5 days unaccouted for
A millenium of non-communication

Searching across the galaxy wide for the data lost
Unknown enemies r

Not a single trace, everything is gone, the circus has disappeared
Cool morning air, the dawn will come soon, the end of a night so weird

Walking purposeless, watching horrified, the bodies left all around
With the rotting smell of blood your last hope dies,
insane you fall to

Finally arriving at the keep
Reaching safety - the child asleep
Altars of atonement aqainst the walls
Whispering echoes in the endless halls

rough carved corridors painted blood red
Sparks of explosion from the distant bloodshed
Illuminates the sky with colours of gold<

There he stands, silent and proud
Doing his worst to please you, the crowd
Dressed to seduce, in living ropes
Surrounded by an aura of dreams and hopes

Vivid colours in a beautiful blur
Weird shapes to trick your minds
Twisting in and out of form
Reflecting i

I eager for knowledge
And the power to travel beyond
It's the soul within i'm after
to journey with you is my bond

Towards Algol - The demonstar
We fly above valleys so deep
In the shining mists of Orion's sword
We'll meet beyond the walls of sleep

More than t

In cryogenic sleep I lost my sense, I lost my soul
Experiencing craziness has made my heart turn cold
For centuries and more, I've searched my head for perfect words
I'll take my chance or live forever in a world of hurt

Impalement on a tree of thorns is definitely an option

Future bright, now another dimension
Wrapped up in endless tension
In my blurry haze, i see no tomorrow
I'll drag you in coz'i'm crippled by sorrow
Downwards in a spiral i fall
Sentenced by my own pathetic call
Weak and fragile, thought i am strong
Pouring out a blind

I see no sense in what's going on
U sense no meaning, I see no light for us all
Cold chill in spine shows me no future
There's no safety around us - no protection, no wall

Blind ignorance throuth generations
It's hidden black on white, I turn to stare
There's a taste of

My friend,

The ceiling of the tent is sparkling with diamonds and pearls, which seems unnatural but explains the visions of another world through the piercing flash of light that hits me in the eye.
I was afraid, but was told "no one's here tonight to die."
I have seen star maps in

Standing at the crossroad watching men in armour fighting
The fog is lying thick, the ground is shrouded in the dark
The battle for the throne increases as it's done forever
A dragon in disquise will send a knight to make its mark

Fly away on the dragon's mist
And seek the

You've betrayed the men by your side
People with hopes and with longing
Hopes of an endless Utopia
Now you see that a new plague is coming

...a new plague is coming
now you see that a new plague is coming.....

Take a look at your burning lands
You convinced them t

My friend,

As you visit the mindbender he presents his show in an extraordinary fashion.
"Welcome to my charming stage, feel free to volunteer.
Spectacular hypnosis all for you who are gathered here.
So don't be afraid my friend, all I can steal is your mind...
Seek absolut

Psychos, freaks, beggars and thieves
The circus comes to town
Ugly, sick and unclean - pretending
That it is your own
Silently withering from disease
With arrogance
I watch you struggle on your knees

So, go back to the cardboard city
To the gutter and to

Dear Friend,

I have finally found my call.
I shall tour in these landscapes with a circus of old times.
A carnival that belongs to the ancient travelling people of the old continent.
I would like to write and bid you welcome to the show - it is nothing like you know... but it w

Time has passed since my crusade began
The hours that fled my mind are gone
Still I recognize the feelings that I had
A selfish ignorant me undone

And as I fall from grace
Trapped from time and space
Can't remember the days
The light on your pretty face

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"Abbaddon, the angel of the abys & king Aiken Lugonn,
the lord of misrule"

The timegate remains closed...

Silence approach the many coloured land
The domination is broken
Power is for the jester to grasp
Believing the daemon is chokin'

Chaos, rivalry, betray

I travelled on through the swamplands , sailed up the river damp
To bring back the church from its state of oblivion
A mission to the land of the long gone retired tribe
The inbred people on the edge of the cleft
I crossed the lightning horrors of the burning forest
To face m

My dearest friend,

Standing in the middle of the playground site you see the giant carousel with a sign saying children come to me.
Awe striking and full of life it surges through the air, one of many things you'll find to thrill you at this fare.
As electrical power engage you tak

My dear friend,

I have visited the freakshow in the circus.
I am appalled at what I saw but at the same time it attracts me and makes me wonder who is the freak between the spectators and the sad souls performing.
Some of them are amputated, some are mutilated.
They're marked a