Kill Your Idol
The Symphony of The Human Madness

The monologue of my I`m still seeing your skin and blood
reality: under my nails.
My reveries` death begins...


My reality meets my fantasy I`m not afraid ` cause I believe
and says: “May be...” my reveries and you exist.
But is it fear and shall I live
in my perfect world, so twisted ?

The aria of my fantasy: You feel my passion far away
and search a mystery in me.
I`m your dream and vision divine.
... together free in the eternity...

The pain and the fury of But where are you /where are you?/
my fantasy: To hold me when I cry, /I cry.../
To kill the monster
And for me, to fight?!

The masquerade: I don`t need your answer any more!
You could touch my fantasy, so lone
Pervert angel, you - devil in disguise
Kill my memories
born in faults and lies...No!

My reality fuses with my Come you, devil,
fantasy to create my madness: feed my own religion or
free me from this pain !
I give my soul ! I`ll pay !