Thy gruesome cries so thin

On thus you will succeed

The amorphous illusions

Thwart your willingness to believe



The beauty disturbed



The amulet, opener of forgotten doors

Leads back to that doomed tiara-night

See thyself wild in hysteria

Death's irony



The beauty disturbed



Listen to this tortuous threnody

Filled with the pain

Thou can see where betrayal shall bring thee

Death's obligatory



Where all elements melt to one

And odious memories perish together with you

Should have seen the omen, the mirror

Death's reality



Cry, your threnody will be heard

For thy suffocated minds

The tortuous sound as angels' voices

The phobia, in search for ancestral blood



An arable force from the past

Leads back to the atrocious roots

The deep inner soul, never to be exposed



The axiom you can't deny or better

Drags you down into a lost abyss

The hymn stops, fear will reign

Death's cruelty