When night was cold and skies were grey
Silent was the forest but whispered my name
The animals’ preachers, the axe is weak
Doomed are the warriors that fight a battle of shades
Digging the grave of time and space
And again…Doomed are the warriors that fight a battle of shades
Does it really make a difference?
And all the elements, the wind, the air and the fire will obey the mystery behind the dark fallen picture and last written lines of Dorian Grey
Running on wheels with cancer speed
Attached to a web with hands that bleed
Either the cell is broken or you have the keys
Does it really make a difference?
The reference, the medium, the way, the bridge to Hades
The man and devil served the love of knowledge
Spoke the language that shines like fruits of heaven
Thus the gates of the universe cried for the revealed, smiled at what you hide
These beautiful rays from hell, will hit my skin, will burn my cells
Running on wheels with cancer speed
Attached to a web with hands that bleed
I will dive into the center of your body and through your veins
The wind, the air and the fire will obey the last written lines of Dorian Grey
666 worms will feed upon your face
Those who loved the wrong faithless universe
The grapes and wine, the taste of war
Nothing is new, all is old
The story of every man starts with the same plan of
