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So dark are these ways to immortality, so dark are my dreams of sins... Insanity! |
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As the hands of evil are blinding me, bewildered, , I can't clearly see the light. |
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Frosted realm of illusion and hate, that's the price... My lonely fate. |
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Heart frozen in depths of misery, obscurity and ice are my reality, |
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As a silhouette of frigid figure, at the heart of winter I am now unpure. |
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No light,no fire to guides me through these path's... |
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In cold season of infinite sorrow, the aura of death is the only glow. |
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Isolated from every form of life, I am damned into this forbidden sight. |
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As I have followed my demons and listened to my dark side. |
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The shades of dusk have led me to this path...who sow the sins harvest the wrath! |
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Wandering in solitude through empty time, I am dying slowly deep inside |
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Reality seems to be disturbed in this icy mirror, reflections of unpure thoughts and terror, driving all consciences in remorse. |
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Among the shadow of fear and sins, my soul is lost in sadness. In a fog, I disapear silently in darkness! |
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Victim of grotesque and cruel treachery, I am now merging with wrath and untrue insensibility. |
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Dead season without passion, realm of agressive confusion. Dark and vast is this black horizon. |
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How can survive a ray of purity between these lies and words of blasphemies? As a harmful mist I vanish into the eternity. |
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Imprisoned in time where darkness is all, I stand as a figure frozen by centuries. |
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As withered leaves lying on the ground, merely decaying without compassion, |
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my soiled soul is fading gradually in despair drowning my cries in an ocean of grief. |
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Through the red tide of corrosive deception, I have succombed to the shorter path. |
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Grasping my will and diving it into mournful distress and into darkness. |
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Imprisoned in time where darkness is all, lost in this realm of sarcastic serenity |
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Gropping through darkness I found Satan's path. |
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Ablazing intensely my inner self with vicious thorns of pure anguish. |
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The harmful mist of darkness is rising engulfing my lonely entity. |
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Deep within, I cry silently, Chocked and gripped by the hollow emptiness |
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that invades my harsh and sinful soul, my screams are extinguished by their own cries. |
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Inhale by the delightful obscurity, exhale from the garden of purity, dismissing every light and ray, dead, in cold arms I lie. |
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In the cold season of infinite sorrow, Will I ever see the warm rays of tomorrow? |
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As I wander between discordant life and death, will I ever forget the touch of winter's breath? |
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This terrible winter will be my darkened grave as I am completely surrounded by an aura of hate. |