I am scared to breathe your name whenever we dissolve to blame: but one day we will learn to fly back to treasureland. Somewhere someone investigates we appeal to our experience; this inner worth is...
"An Erotic Ethics Error Portrait" I gave you to my desert 'said ya' might be lost but not alone I sold you to me prototype propensity to scorn is mine to show, guess what?! Move, spoof,...
"In an earlier age Pandemonium - the first city of hell - stood on a lava mountain while lightning tore the clouds above it and beacons burned on its walls to summon the fallen angels" -...
Flowers are fed by the guilty sun guilty for keeping the life command winds groa to storms, storme bear further sons thia is my breed... thia is my cycle of need. If you pay for me - I cannot be. Lost...
For lifetimes pantomime transformad into a parade of mountains delivered from the golden doctrines allowed the bleed... ...Bleed to MYTH.
Rearing the look from the sun I would never know the latest day I woke up in the cold broke that I promised, fading away, my light. Tell me, my repertory, if this will last what more they want my...
Hellchild, be awaken time to remember the rules the centuries bleed, the masters are dead and gone... Dance again this winternoght past and present shell unite run for the burial enter the vesper...
In the circle deep lost me in this gold, gold black a strong arm in these weak days just an inner wish to be forgotten... See, the ships are sailing They sail without a sea; And still Jesus is...
"The Apocryfal Wisdom Of An Allegorical Apocalypse" [The prophet:] Many martyrs have fallen since I passed this way... [The truth:] Many skies have bled. [The profet:] Many gods did returns,...
I am the medium to treasures that pulsate in your desire among the death and the alive my regency swells at you side I give you I give blood I shell become one with god in your world the genius reads...