But We Desecrate At A Touch!
And Touch Defiles
Afloat On The Evening Tide
It's Light and It's Sadness
Growing Fainter and Fainter
Growing Fainter and Fainter
This War of Emotion
The Fate of Our Age
It Rains Slashed and Sweaty
To The Brow of Our Death
Cut Off From Despair
The True Deceit

With Dedication
With Will
So Purged of Purity
Perished in The Night
Where Every Dream
With Every Hope
In Someone Else
Has Been Betrayed

The Passion
The Devotion
The Knowing
The Nothing
The Echoes
The Names
The Sadness
The Blame
Il tuo voto:
Fear is a token
And, in this darkness
It never rests
My body is barren
A horse for a hero
The sun fails to burn
Hail! The White Grain
This life, this pain

His ship never sails
And my nights never end
His heart never falls
But, my tears never bleed
His lips never lie
My eyes never pray
His faith never falters
My doubt never stays
His love never slaughters
My tongue never needs
My hope and it's Angels
Our death and our deeds
My hope and it's Angels
Our death and our deeds...
Il tuo voto:
With your hair of flaming Roses
Your kiss - Medusa's touch
Turn me to a pillar of salt
To die now would be perfection

Then my lonliness closes in
So, I drink a German wine
And drift in dreams of other lives
And greater times

White sheets wrap my mind
In drunken thoughts of runes and men
Why does the devil leave for us
This legacy of lonliness

This cry for the moon
And a dagger's thrust
With your hair of flaming blooms
And your eyes of saintly dusk

Then my lonliness closes in
So, I drink a German wine
And drift in dreams of other lives
And greater times...
Il tuo voto:
I'd like to be the one
Who makes mothers cry
I'd like to be the one
That makes mothers weep

And wander in the dawns and dews
And wander in the dawns and dews
And in the lanes and laws
And in the lanes and laws

His muscular build
His brown hair cropped close
Brave me and tame me
Brave me and tame me

Here in the fog of the world
Here in the fog of the world
But, what can be born?
But, what can be born?
But, what can be born...
Il tuo voto:
Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love
Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love
Hold a knife, bloodied
To the throat of love

We are the lust
That comes from nothing

We are the lust
As they turn to dust
As they ground to dust
A crown of tears
We are the lust

We are the lust
That comes from nothing
Il tuo voto:
One is the Axis
Anonymous in glory
Love is now empty
And incomplete

Strike at the heart of hope
Where panic stirs the will
We hear Dog's blessing
This sleepless night's torture
We pray for it's ending
We push for the slaughter
Of a broken faith missing
Of a passing love dying
We start afresh
For love and for death

One is the Axis
Anonymous in glory
Love is now empty
Forever, incomplete
Il tuo voto:
The Brown Pearl Of Bliss
In This Wolf's Lair Abyss

Dignity and Solitude
The Gain of My Fortitude
The Strength of My Body
Is The Strength of My Mind
Joyous Joys-Fleeting Moments
Forever, The Sordid Kind

These Dreams I Worship
And Nightmares I Love
This "Together" That Lasts For Never
This Farewell Coloured Blood Love

These Dreams I Worship
And Nightmares I Love
This "Together" That Lasts For Never
This Farewell Covered Blood Love
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