Sadness like the darkest night that whispers me of truth…….
…..endless like the flowing of time
in my soul the pain approaching near
my narrow mind is a crown of your thorns
vain the portrait of self-deceit
now in the mirror I stare at my face
wonder….innocence….affection?

The fall of man, drowning in sorrow
the eyes of God, gambling with lies
……it overwhelmes my-self…..

Stormwinds blows, my spirit is so upset
all is frozen in the landscapes of God
freezing shocking flesh burning lies
truth dethroned on the altars of men

Searching for the primal source of me
what’s the dream and what’s reality
The gentle dance of fallen angels
the birth of grace in winter sadness
the gift of life….the ghost of death…..
eternal circle, single breath

Demonize the inner balance
watch the form becoming substance
I may know of this etereous limbo
from wich are suspending
but some other doubt posses me
as zealot as a nymph
anguish will take over my sense
wisdom is neglected to men

Raingods…….heal me
Raingods…….kill me