Decline of Romantiticism Where will be the border? And who will draw your line? In your life there is no order You just lost track of time This is your direction You will never have satisfaction...
Where faith has failed Men's mind has travelled Throughout of space His wings might fly No borders for human's restless desires Since science killed faith God even may die Our dying pride kneeling In...
Blood red skies like a messenger of doom Skeletons on parade in villages on fire Divine maidens suffering from the plague Apocalypse my friend put these cities into dust Dust on coffin lits Tales...
As we march through the cities of conquered lands A feeling of power Takes over our minds When we see the enemies' fate Upon our hands So difficult to keep control Rage and insanity Fill our hearts...
It is so amusing To see you clap your hands To some else's tune So pleasant to hear you speak Words created by others Quite easy to follow Another person's steps Convenient to walk a path Secured by...
Death in midsummer There is true beauty in all that dies Nothing lasts forever...I know Dreams, hopes, life itself Slipping through my fingers Slipping through my fingers Like a sand on beaches I used...
All who still remain Are leaving their shelter One by one The King leads his court The sun seeks it's own reflection On their clothes that shine like Gold I speak the language of the colourless...
Like a forgotten paradise As if refused by father time My land can be found Under a clouded grey sky Walking the eternal landscapes As painted by our Flemish masters I hear the music Created centuries...