| A Cry From The Halls Of Blood / Empire Of Lost Dreams |
| | I live in the thoughts where the shadows no longer dance
and where my tears fall into the colours of the lonely dreaming crying
songs that my works are.
The melancholy clouds of my feelings float away in the tide of faces
which the soul of mine is.
I wonder about life even though death is close and as my lost life
falls into its definitive end...
the light won't save me. Tired is the blood of mine and my brain will
not speak no more.
I'm living in a prison of flesh and my heart won't answer my calls.
I'm shaking as I'm crying and as I feel the last drops of my life
leave my useless cold body
to walk the night... I'm one with the night... I AM
Enter The Darkest Thoughts Of The Chosen / Agony's Silent
Paradise
(whisper) I am the face and blood of knowledge
(whisper) I am the pure heart of wisdom
I smell the night sing its sleeping ancient lullaby
and the non-existing star horizon burnt its candle
Find the dark in my eyes
I'm not and I'm all
I'm the end of the beginning
(whisper) What do my eyes hide ?
I hear the winter breathe and spread his message of cold
and the clouds change their eyes and forget the time
I feel the skin of the trees listen and walk away
and the moon dreams and I hear its eternal call
I taste the depths of the sea in my eyes and fly
and the lips of dust play its song forevermore
I sea the colours of the world disappear in the mist
and the bright tear of my smell fear the morning
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