Grief and dread lurk
In this land of moodiness
Throe amd agony reign
In my pallid body
Forlorn alone in solitude
And depressed without her
I feel how i fade
No one can avoid this spell
Cold are walls of castle
Statues bewail her
Mournful is my glance
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Sometimes they come back
Pictures of known age
Which are waiting on my advent
Bitter and cold land calls me
Mountains invoke my return

Shadows will slow the path
To gates... land of dreams
When the moons become connected
Extended will be powers
Undefined spe

Sometimes they come back
Pictures of known age
Which are waiting on my advent
Bitter and cold land calls me
Mountains invoke my return

Shadows will slow the path
To gates... land of dreams
When the moons become connected
Extended will be powers
Undefined spe

Shroud me with silken joyless
Watered in lasciviousness
To obey groan of gloomy cypress
Enamoured in this darkness
And thy sensual caress
Shall resurect (un) life in me
Thus swathed in lustrous majesty
By ablaze nocturnal sea
Cling thy lips on my carotid
On ar

"Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla
Iudicandus homo reus : huic erro parce deus!
Pie Jesu domine, dona eis requiem"

"Haeresis est maxima, opera maleficarum non credere"

Pestilential witchhunt, shedding of blood,
Denunciators and Hell-cats inundated Europe,
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"Lacrimosa dies illa, qua resurget ex favilla
Iudicandus homo reus : huic erro parce deus!
Pie Jesu domine, dona eis requiem"

"Haeresis est maxima, opera maleficarum non credere"

Pestilential witchhunt, shedding of blood,
Denunciators and Hell-cats inundated Europe,
M

...In the small german Wuerzburg
One hundred and fifty-seven witches
Were burnt at the stake from 1627 to 1629...

CARNAGE - In Wuerzburg - Brand
Stakes on the impure land

When the dying sun goes down,
Hate will rise by law,
Tortured victims in the flames -
God

In Loudun was Calvary Of Grandier,
He suffered death by hate of his enemies
The young guiltless parson, Urbain Grandier
Fell victim to lying clique (fuckin' clique)
After the maximum output of shameful hypocrisy,
In 1634 Wicked Tribunal pronounced the "just"
sentence...

Do we hear the moon rise?
No, we see just flies
Shining light of the Eye
Wants you all to die

Lying on the star stream
Do loose an inner scream
Flame across the path
No fear in aftermath

Galaxies being twisted
Planets deeply misted
What is here to inve

Materialized in another dimension
Increasing the ancient cosmic power
The soul flies to reach the side
Of the ancient sleeping almightiness
Seen through the flying shadows
In the distance, hidden in darkness
The ancient towers rise
In black abyss of the ancient entity

Climbing up to the hill
Under the shine of the silver eye
Revealing the ancient mysteries
Of the ancient forgotten times

Standing on the highest top
Beholding the lands around
I looked to the left -
Soulless desert rises in my sight

All is silent, al

Abnormal tendency to develop the malady
Blossoms into the sweetest joyous melodies
Channeling the pleasure through pain
Dealing with fears, overlooked and slain

Embalmed senses, stabbed self-control
Followed by convulsions, jumping tall

Gorgeous nauseatic upcomings re

Zines of memories, when portrayed
Years of regressive progress, so delayed

Xenophobic state of mind until now preserved
Wells turn into hollow caves not reserved
Vultures of soul dream, but don't sleep
Under the thin roof of awareness, not deep

Tremble not before an a

Who dared to create this destructive place?
Where wolves cry in lack of sheep

Planet, constantly draining to madness
People, making gods just to betray them

Perversities, veiled under simplicity
As their angels forgive the rape
I wish my home were abyss
With no em

One great french marshal, Gilles de Laval
Killed the innocent children
In the name of Demon,
Evil Count Of Brienne,
Who possessed by Satan
Enjoyed and reveled on the Orgy of Blood
Orgy in Blood was the biggest pleasure
For the Count Of Pederasty
Oh, Gilles de Rais

Night after night
You are waiting for the light
Then piece by piece
You create your own pit

Time after time
You take advantage of anyone
You can't stand what they do
Because they too different from you

Hatred inside
I hear your soul is crying

Coming forth from the realm of night
Where human nightmares are bound
By the ancient seal of morbidity
Breaking to the world of human dreams
Turn it to the cold nightmare
Distorting the astral reality

Invisible force of fear...

In the night when sleep ta

When fire burns my heart
And hatred grows inside
I wish I could destroy your will
Beware the vengeance is here

The way you have chosen is the way you believe
But don't try to cross it with other beliefs
Nobody likes to get enslaved
So better reserve it for fakes

Epochs gone, ages ahead
Cattle satisfied, humans misled

Honor threatened, children mutilated
Flesh in tribute, charity ill fated
Simplified complexity
In complied simplicity

Erased brains, unconscious minds
Bloodthirsty angels with knives behind
Silenced sound

Clashes are foretold, inner fire to behold
Heart commandment, hands' adjustment
The intellect of black eyes, of "South-North" is sunrise

Uncontrolled situation, with silent obligation
Harmony corrupted, quietness abrupt
Walls of bodies' stand, circle of gods to amend
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