throne of a dead god Twisted and distorted by the white light Torn away by the shadows For only in utter blackness can you truly see the light The frozen
scholars will haunt you In heaven and in hell Rattled by the glimmer man, the boogieman, holy man Livin' in the shadows and the shadows of a gunman Rattle
Velvet shades concealing the shadow of a man in His lifeless world apart. V. An Essay Of Relief (A Tangerine Dream) Look far away, so deep within Through
But quickly wept away - shadow-like thoughts To camouflage all anxieties Penetrating memories - passing away Twisted, hunted but still alone Prud, lonesome but torn apart Widows drowning
