ruins among laughing dreams... so real

knowledge of a wind so old... whispers through the dark

the taste of haunted words... comes forth

and pleasures a night so violent... and pure insane



statues of stone wandering

wandering among the ruins... among us



a wind through a solitude so dark

it sleeps in a path of anguish blood

thorns of steel cries in a fire of greed

of pain it leaves the day, and takes away

rivers of stone, deserts among... me



statues of of stone wandering

wandering among the ruins... among me