...postludium - Tristania

In decadence I take thee by the hand too frail...to gain the promised land too frail...to take your pain away too frail...a sequel of decay May milleni

Challenge my own world to chaos Thoughts to mind becomes my arch enemies Skin to teeth... visions appears to me in red Scouring my wounds with your spit

Rise my clandestines, thy secrecies invoked Streams of argentine across eyelids are drawn Rise upon the tide, my castaway's outworn Fall from distant worl

Life gains intensified pain to ascend within me once again Woe strikes through radiant light a quitus has conquered thy eyes the sequel of life Arisin

Let us be the ones to put the thorn in thy eye ...let us be the ones Squalid the weak stumbles through all of life's obscurities Lost in sacriliege

Conor Oberst - Slowly (Oh So Slowly) LRC by lzh ,from jiangxi pingxiang @ @ Potential, well, you're a loaded line The veil between the world and the facele

Angellore When summer s gone flee my angel Winterwinds they might lead you far away Beyond the pale horizon, a greaven silence Over dreams to my heart