Mythopoeia
Mythopoeia - Alms songtekst
Je score:
Ice in your eyes, flame in my heart...alms of our loneliness! Forgotten! If you have, have a soul...mistaken soul You donit cover a grief...hateful grief Above my invisible dream...most beautiful dream A curtain turns up...over the heads of sillers unselfish respect...and opera begins A conductor raises the baton...psalm of fate was completed prudent delusion...from veil of experience Elicting sensual strike...penetrating sound false note...settlement with death death! If you donit recognize mind...outspoken mind You donit see the truth...mendacious truth Above my solitary scream...blind scream The black clouds, darkness of heart, lighning from clean sky Desperate alms, mirrors of the past, part from symbolic trust The eternal fame, suffering of innocence, voluntary departure from life The moment of succes...on the edge of my loyalty infinite applause...flowers fall on platform The last bow...neverending symphony of silence if you feel the touch...unrealy touch You donit know emptiness...immortal emptiness over my merciless inhumanity...dauntless inhumanity My hate...My trust...My spirit of the God My pain...My grief...My lies of your horror My dream...My soul...My shadow on the wall My anger...My pleasure...My lock on your treasure