in flames she stod. i could here here callings deep in my bones.
the maskerad around did not apper as reallity,
only voices in a blur, strange faces folded to the ground.
like a statue i was standing, eyes wide open and whit no air to breahte.
she was the addiction i needed, never before we meet but my body was dying and she tock me away, away in stormy shadow land, where no one is alive but so full of live.
whit death as life i walked into mortality, the demons finall commitment....
As sleepy a man can get i´d becom.
time was pressing me in all directions, all at ones.
north, south, west and east.
the moleculs twisting and turning.
but my eyes did not respond, they had no more wish to see.
was every thing allready revilled?
every pussle made?
as my attempt to stay alive gently slips out on the dirty floor where i lie down,
i see the light someone said, that i could not see.
a final struggle to becom. to becom your puppet.
puppet of death and destsruction.
the concrete walls was covered whit flesh and blood.
to gether we will walk in our own waste in all eternity.
those strings she pulls makes me go to places i never been.
sceared and filled whit lust i needed to go. just walk, walk into her inviting hollow world.
i give her my words and thoughts like an broken diary i stod. naked and vulnerable.
she watch me as her arms started to wawe towards me. she was the female superior attraction, but i did now she would be my end.
she would tear my body appart.
how could i resist.
time running by. and hot turnes to cold.
small bodies frozen to the ground.
life is no more the same. it could never be.
only my dark soul can revil the death that is lose in between worlds.
all those screeming children looking at south, whit no explanation whatever.
life is no more the same. it could never be..
in liuqid smoke she stod.
only the shape ,the shadow in the dark light.
so lovley pain runing down my spine and all hate becom lust in a dance of flying leafs.
the blade is sharp and red, all is red, deep deep red.
As i summon darkness and hate, you smile standing behinde me.
a sound of silence kissing my bones and time stod still...
only the lepricorn in my head seems real.
the animals where eating flowers whit no colors
and the church bleed...
the lepricorn was right... he allways been.
Alone i walk into the grave
take me in a pretty scarlet
the dark is all around and blood is coming from my open wounds
Slow my life is running out, faiding away like those crows flying over my tomb
you kill, i die,
Love is the dark death...
The night is my home
the world my play ground
Ill feed on your fear
you all invite me, but when i come you scream in forever silence...
In the alley we meet.
So dark ,so cold,
But it doest matters anymore,
Couse your body is still warm...
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