Pain and hatred found fertile soil
in my flayed heart ...but I kept it all
the beasts numbered thirteen came in malicious disguise
in dreams of death and loss
they burnt despair in my eyes
Drew my angel in bondage with blades to my skin...
but the worst scars are those that still bleed and remember.....within...
...one by one I chase them until the end of all life
driven by the torments I devised for them...
by my endless wrath they shall suffer..
Cursed they are forvermore by bloodspilled poetry...
bound to dust, so endless void they will remain
..and vex me nevermore
...They are nothing but carrion.. a feast for the lesser vermin..
torn out like weed... thorncrowned they bleed...
..twelve fiends slain, one more to subdue...
..the masque of insight will not redeem you...
...for my hatred...is oh so true..
...all beauty is born from the wish to adore
but the man in the mirror was all you lived for..
Betrayer!! ...of purity...
...kneel down right here behatred fiend
observe the wounds you stabbed so deep...
now that I know what pain means to me...
...what love means to me...
..and so I pass the chalice with my blood to her once more..
..to watch her drink my life with searing lust
as the liquid red bedews her lips that cast a spell on me...
..on wings of black we float through carnal phantasies...
And so I lay my memories down in front of her bare feet...
..to kiss them soft... I sink into the dirt...
..so that I can taste a dream between her thights..
...sinfull sweet..
May Mistress mine
I fought a thousand wars for thee
against my hatred and insanity
never to blind to see...
ardent passion queen
the monsters that were once thirteen
have fallen into oblivion for me
...they are all nothing..
..still we open our souls with passioncuts...
..remain silent and watch the loving bleed..
Remembrance is a razorblade
..which wounded us together..
..let the scars be our little darkness..
..light and shadow...
...lust and pain..
..so far beyond these green eyes..it´s all the same..
..Moonchild... I will wait there for thee!!...
....If you... Follow me there and I will sacrifice all..
will you hold me my love when I stumble and fall?
..release me from this nightmare of torn skin and ropes..
..of endless despair, of pain and broken hopes...
..oh, dare to see this promise so deep, it will last for this union... FOREVER...
...and still I feel the first of May...
..all echos of a perfect day...
..we drown no more in tears.. but solace we found..
..love is fragile and so are we..
I will embrace thee when all times fade...
for all eternity!!