- Autumn Dancers
Pain-disfigured burning face...
Lips seeking some moisture...
Morbid delirium emitting distress
Let this flooding despair caress me...
We've been chosen today
(Following instincts)
To arise being haunted to death...
Come closer as this mournful day falls
- Black Swans
Take me in the temple of the evening sun
Coming from there where's no life's remained
Only the glow reflecting in the eyes of phrentics
By the name of LEGION
In the imperishable area of heaths, woods and lakes
They've been cradled by
Is so perfect for magic marvelous dance
- Last Season Purity
(the old one) The moan... Who has remembered?
Who is still able to remember about how they did dream and yearn
Laugh and dance and then about how they were dying
To flow towards the stellar worlds beyond the horizons of mind
Where all our laws are nothing at all
Maybe to dwell forgotten maybe once to return...
(the young one) Dark are thy eyes and dark are soul of thine
- Legend
All my doubts will vanish this night
With the arrival of the master of the Darkness and the Light
With the mournful wolves howl beneath the shadowy walls
Of the ancient citadel in time of the tolls
And the wanderers ride to be blessed by His Might
From the mouth of the Abyss where things have no names
And all creatures 're created of Dark Blood and Flames
Where the Sky and the Ground are united in one
- Snowfall
Come and take me away Procession waits for ceremony
White hearse among the trees And endless line of black hoods
Nothing will break the solemnity First Gates are closed
Another opens for me to fall into oblivion...... Mountains of the grief
Guards of my ethereal sleep I never thought how hard this road is
The road that I have been led to nowhere I have left this all to contemplate the snowfall
To realize myself...
- The Crown of Winter
Stay...
As the Legend comes true...
Among the virgin snows we are Her silent envoys
We make you dream
About what's happened
Long ago
So long ago...
I've seen you off by a vernal sunrise
- The Seventh Symphony Of Satan
Time! As a demon I rise, feeling the hunger
I gather us for the final Sabbath at last on this night
And I fly as the nightshade attacks the light
As it makes me the strings of thy wrath and all-conquering sin
Down into the hunt! Till the darkness allows
None of their bastions will be safe on this hour
Before the daylight devours our flesh, I wonder,
How many will manage to flee?
- Winter Solstice
A melody.
So charming beautiful and short
Picks wind to bind and sound so lonely
In the lowering sky among the clouds
The sky ships never knowing rest
My shadow, echo to remain... maybe...
In times no hands to join again
And paths will lay apart in sleep