The Dark Kiss
Shivers herald an upcoming possesion
The urges to create set us ablaze
Demonic art sacrificed to the night
A monument of malicious sonority
The most precions gift for the everlasting cycle
For the beginning and the end
For the comprehensive darkness
For master Satan and ourselves
Millions of unsignificant existences
Exceeded by our tones supreme
Melodies older than mortality
Enormous as death itself
The chosen ones have command of the language
That needs neither mouth nor words
Our minost soul transformed into notes
We are element as well as entirety
So what is paradise if not hell
Losowe piosenki:
Good
My Poor Generation
Another Yesterday
Thalidomide Child
Soldier of Love
God is Alone
Green Eggs and Ham
X-Mas Curtain