[The last text I wrote for this record cos I wanted to express strong and breathing material, which (almost) represents all those feelings and pictures-both old and new-I 've collected inside my...
Yearning... I can't cry, All my tears disappeared. The storm froze them on my face. I'm walking on a path, And gaze up to the blackened sky, The stars are winking at me, I feel the call of the Moon....

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[Instrumental] [Death is a trend to love] [Death is a cliche to use.] [Death is a fashion to wear.] [Death is a drug to daily take.] [Death is a thing to yearn for.] [Death is a bar-code.] [Death is...
In my dream I saw dead landscape Where a Sable Angel stood among the lambs From the blind flock Rose the oldest One And spoke to the fearful angel Who had come from sky Hardly I could hear their words...
Evil, dark Night Thou fold thy arms over the sky Thy claws like icicles, cold and cruel. The wind fondles the crown of trees As if they have an eye, in the middle Of their rotten trunk. Hundreds of...
I am standing in the garden of grief In my solitude, I sit under the tree of Sadness. Once I was a gardener I bedded some seeds, The seeds of hope, I cherished with my tears. They became beautiful...
[To be honest, nowadays there are no idols, icons or ideals for the people to follow and worship. On the one hand, this is good because without being a blind servant of a supreme power, we can learn...

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