On days of northern wind, past illusions surround my dreams Drops of mute oceans breath in the palm of my hand The sound of silent waves still caresses
Babylon asleep, an everlasting foe Striving to hurt, for flesh becomes dirt Resting within, the sacred fire I can't withhold, the lies untold Dances
Lights have faded - Euphoria is dead Past and present - Exalt of the weird Chimerias petrified - Eclipse and suspicion Deafened stream - Babylon fell...
is it addiction to prevail or mute marble words my heart. coarse and fallen into the sand oblivion into grief millenniums perish pillars of desire therefore
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The battle is over And the sands drunk the blood All what there remains Is the bitterness of delusion Circle of the Tyrants The immortality of the gods
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You will feel The yearning flames Flames like tongues - like cries Pant for kisses - For bites Seven steps - And we're one Humilated - In human thoughts The frost
See the portal, gate to madness Locked forever in the veil of shame Deny extraction, thirst for disgrace Watch his break, the emperor is killed, yeah
Four arc lights Moving stealth Two ride up north Into the barrel fear Desire to share, my valiant care Downtown, downtown, Hanoi Downtown, downtown,
Lights have faded - euphoria is dead Past and present - exalt of the weird Chimerias petrified - eclipse and suspicion Deafened stream - babylon fell
I am hatred, seeping blood. The rain, the flood, the grief. I am rage becoming flesh. A dismal, ravaged life. This is pain, a wall of tears. And my tears
I, I wish you could swim Like the dolphins Like dolphins can swim Though nothing, nothing will keep us together We can beat them, forever and ever Oh
Try to see through fainted views As reality disappears in haze A journey between eternal walls ... The senses unfold before my eyes As the endless dreams
I did taste their only dream As denial was still unborn Secrets beyond those dethroned walls And echoes of a martyr's scream Deterrent vibrates the allurement
The pyramids tremble, darken the sun, the sky turns red They reached the wall of no return and the breeze has stopped Who wore the crown will never be
What kind of race, lack of direction Just how lunatic, to have a nature so deceit Bewail my reverie, a gambol untried Lure of carnality and silence in