In a lost dark world beyond eternity Where phantasm has its origin Where the shadows hunt the light And no god enforces might Lies the sin, the painful
Burning's the horizon of your mind drifting down When the other side's marked its path. See what the unknown's concealed for your fate When the oracle
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"Welcome to the reign of the ashes Welcome to the hunt. Welcome to the master's palace, Welcome home, my son..." A secret lies forbidden I'm trapped
The deed is not the sin but the thought. Slide in the aesthetics of the tempting white Trapped beneath the laughter, insanity in disguise. Eyes controlling
s relic Redeemers will be torn For the reign of this mystique. The guardians to the spell Protect the ritual The barons of the dark Confess. Let the
Follow the raven to the edge of belief Leave the thoughts of paradise in the seclusion of the mind. Past and life so far behind The walls that pass our
Mother sin, you know my bent Responsible for all That colours the paths I have gone A tragedy was torn From innocence and sorrow To a region I belong
"Sometimes he knows his present being just a result of former voyages, journeys odysseys to scenes revealing to him facilities of which existence he
Among the Celts lived a priesthood in ancient times When the Romans practised justice with despite. The people asked its riddling members for their advice
The voice I obeyed unsuspecting Belongs to death himself Woeful cries, shrouded in secrecy. I will feel the frost again, There's no end but endless pain; Darkness