Tekster:
Crimson Moonlight Veil Of Remembrance

would you say you could be awake then? You wouldn't see the whole world nor be aware of anything beside yourself, but that would naturally seem the total reality. This way of thought might veil

Cold and Darkness, where is your strenght? Ice and Snow, where is your dominion? When the sun of eternal life rises over the barren wilderness You

holding me up? Once more the shadows of night have darkened my existence, but somewhere in my in blackened unpleased mind I have a small beginning of a remembrance

If you respect yourself and worry about your soul you know you must live a stricter and more retired life than even a virgin in a maiden's bower. It

Feel the wish of the thought to break through, break through every hindrance, like the soul longs to live for ever. The walking continues now slowly