: Crawling so deeper... Nobody should have to do it that way... Breathing so higher... Having thoughts that are never the same... As I stand here trapped
: Refreshing winds from distant skies, a dying love from distant eyes. Another cruelty brought to me. And again a flower born and before it withers wind
: I have travelled, travelled through the coldest of winters. Lashes of wind have hurt my body screaming hymns of the frost and taking away pieces of
: [FREEZING MOON (Music & Lyrics: MayheM) - Originally recorded by The True MayheM on the album "De Mysteriis Dom Sathanas" - 1994] [TERZO INCONTRO (
: [instrumental]
: [The Mud And The Blood] This walk through an endless path Of all the obscure shapeless When life is blood and blood is wrath Skulls with eyes so senseless
: In a slow dance, we're proceeding, into this ritual... of stillness. As if no fate... is waiting, we are down... on our knees, melting down... With
: Memories of an old mariner carved on a rotten table of the ancient vessel. Memories on the rotten table... I carved in these words throughout journeys
: Step by step on through the void through these veins of rust we wander. Among the shadows of life I'm scared of ghosts yet to come, all the ruins of
