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To the sun

 

The loss

Sail your way

to the glowing sun ablaze,

in the warmth of the day.

But trough all this violent storm

will I keep myself strong?

On and on,

to the sun...

As the red morning comes weíll dance

like dead leaves on the wind.

Find your way to my frozen heart,

in a cold winter reign.

With a thousand scars in my soul,

i will keep myself strong.

On and on,

to the sun...

As the red morning comes weíll dance

like dead leaves on the wind.

 

Take a look up to the stars,

in the end of a Mayís night,

so near and yet so far

seems their light,

thatís no more

within your sight.

And still turns

the mortal wheel

of this world

cold as steel.

Have the Gods

pity of he

who dies young

as ancients say.

What tomorrow brings

Is unknown,

but the past

has his cost.

And still turns

the mortal wheel

of this world

cold as steel.

ĎTil death of sun

weíll cry a loss...

Silent Scream

 

Of Chaos

Lost in shades of myself,

I canít find the way

To reach out for the one

that holds your flame.

Scared by thy hand,

caress me,

in your arms

Iíll be free.

So take me away,

into your flames,

to ease my pain.

Drowning in black shining days

Of forgotten realms,

Iím drinking the waters

of Letheís stream.

What will remain

Of your dreams?

Nothing else

than a silent scream.

Scream...

So take me away,

into your flames,

to ease my pain...

...the solitude.

Scream...

So take me away,

into your flames,

to ease my pain.

 

Entropy in all I see,

itís just my reality, but think:

whatís behind this pointless game?

Whatís behind all our despair?

Will the end of this life

Show the real prize

Iím waiting for?

Although Iím carrying my cross,

I cannot see

no sign of hope.

...Breeding the Chaos to live...

On and on with false beliefs,

hate the creed that leads our lives and deeds.

Once again weíll put our love

in the fear that we call God.

Will the end of this life

Show the real prize

Iím waiting for?

Although Iím carrying my cross,

I cannot see

no sign of hope.

...No...

The blind leads the blind, show to me what you see

with chains of deceit, show to me I canít see

as Death is the only truth

... in the Chaos...

Wandering the Chaos path,

my delight and curse,

I canít see the destiny

with his marble laws...

Mist

 

Amor, Vita, Mors

We will soar into the void,

laughing about our past lives,

thinking about the unreachable things

weíve not got.

We will flee from a night

that was too much eager

to own, love, and destroy us.

In a mist darker than light

the day after we will recognize

our shapes,

in a thousand shards

of shattered mirrors,

senseless creatures

in a dragonís dream.

We will open our arms

to embrace Gea

and the black God of the sun,

our father...

Only to find

that we are

eternally dead.

 

Alone in the shroud of darkness,

i can see my bright eyes in a mirror.

Now i canít find my star in the night,

and my eyes are dreaming a lie...

Die with your sorrow,

in this land you get rid of your pain,

floating forever,

without anger,

without desire.

I canít touch her with my fingers,

cause sheís closed in my mind.

I canít touch her with my fingers,

But iím waiting for another life.

Now i am waiting for death,

death the only way,

the only way to open new dreams,

and so bury me deep.

I canít touch her with my fingers,

cause sheís closed in my mind.

I canít touch her with my fingers,

But iím waiting for another life.

If you want arrive to your heaven,

you have to plunge yourself in this bloody river...

...and to wash away your sins.

Follow me and iíll show you the path to safety,

no i canít, here iím a prisoner.

Oh, my son,

close your eyes and take my hand,

Iíll spare you of your appalling trial.

Alone in the shroud of darkness,

I can see my bright eyes in a mirror.

Now i canít find my star in the night,

and my eyes are dreaming a lie...

A new morning

 

Under the Veils

Wake up to a new morning,

whatís that keeps us all from falling?

When this sense of nothingness

comes to shade all lights of black,

comes to shade all lights of a black meaning,

and crush the will of those who try and never win.

Bleeding, bleeding,

what we do is never enough.

Trying, trying,

what we do is never enough.

And my life reflects this scheme

in each frame, in every blame.

The sweetest words of those you trust

are poisoned lies that break the heart.

Watch the sunset of your age

feeling trapped in a cage.

All your hopes are flying away,

and thereís no kind of God to pray,

thereís no kind of God to pray or hate.

Screams of rage are the only things left to you.

Bleeding, bleeding,

what we do is never enough.

Trying, trying,

what we do is never enough.

And my life reflects this scheme

in each frame, in every blame.

The sweetest words of those you trust

are poisoned lies that break the heart.

 

Heighten your soul

above the caress of emptiness,

keeping your run

without meaning of return.

Through the dust

and through the blood

Iíve strenghtened my hold on and on.

Far from their grace,

unlit by anger

Iím carrying on.

Fall Destiny fall! Into my hands

from the depths of the unknown.

Just let me believe that

Iím leading my life on my own.

trapped within the spires

of thy storm.

My true desire

Is only to ride this mortal coil

and step aside

from the wishes of mankind.

To free all my inner-self

and lay on the earth to rest.

Then as my corpse will be withered,

You will realize our true nature.

Then as my corpse will be withered

will you behold what we are seeking for?

Fall Destiny fall! Into my hands

from the depths of the unknown.

Just let me believe that

Iím leading my life on my own.

trapped within the spires

of thy storm.

Beneath a crystal sky we are trying

to give a positive sense to life.

But isnít for the pain and night

that we crave for the love and light?

Nothing to miss, Iíve nothing to fear

for my intentions and creed.

Never again Iíll bleed for some pain

and bury myself in my self-made coffin.

Nothing to miss, Iíve nothing to fear

from my intentions and creed.

Never again Iíll bleed for some pain

and bury myself under the veils

of false misery.